I am his brother

This smile, these words, made Stella unsettled and she said, "Look at you, you never used to be like this. Now you can even joke." Renea smiled and didn't pay any more attention to her. "You're not with that playboy Steve, are you?" Stella pursued. Before Renea could say anything, Stella said excitedly, "What's so good about that playboy?" 'Is my uncle even worse than a playboy?' 'If Uncle knew, would he have closed himself up on the spot?' Stella thought inwardly. Just as she was thinking, she was interrupted by a voice. "May I ask if this is Ms. Renea?" "Yes!" "These flowers are from Mr. Anderson for you." The courier boy said as he handed over the flowers. Renea calmly signed for it. This was already the third day and every day there were different flowers. Stella looked at the butterfly-shaped flowers in her hand and asked, "I thought you didn't like butterflies? So you didn't break up with my uncle because of the butterfly birthmark on his shoulder at all?" Renea fiddled with the