Chapter 147

The sharp slap echoed through the room, leaving everyone frozen in place. Heads turned instinctively toward the noise. Bryce's grin deepened as he touched his own cheek with amusement. Well, at least Leslie hadn't hit him-yet. Miles felt a weird sting on his own face, as if that slap had landed on him. "Leslie! How dare you hit me?!" Naomi shrieked, completely losing it. Lydia had already spilled the beans to her-Leslie wasn't even a real member of the Green family. The truth would soon be out, and then she'd be kicked out for sure. By then, Leslie would be nothing. What's she got to be so high and mighty about? Leslie smiled, sweet but cold. It didn't reach her eyes, and something about it sent chills down everyone's spines. "That first slap? That was for you trying to spill wine all over me on purpose. The second one? For running your mouth. I swear, it's like you gargle sewage in the morning instead of brushing your teeth." Bryce let out a snort at that. Once he laughed, the others