Chapter 369

Like she could read Broderick's mind, Leslie threw a disgusted look at Samuel. "Ugh, my hand just touched that scumbag. Gross! So I washed it before holding yours." Broderick instantly clasped her hand tightly. "No worries, we'll wash our hands together later." Watching the way Broderick and Leslie were all over each other like no one else existed, Harold couldn't help but interrupt, "Hey, seriously? Can you two not rub your perfect couple act in our faces?" "Mind your own business," Leslie huffed and pushed the private room door open. "I brought Sienna along. We're heading out now." Samuel was left lying by the door like a ragdoll, only to be hauled up by his assistant, who'd just rushed over. The assistant tried to shake him awake, shocked. "Mr. Green, what the hell happened to you?" Samuel lowered his eyes, covering up the hatred flashing through them. There was still a tinge of hesitation and frustration there-but in the next second, even that faded away. If Leslie wouldn't play ni