Chapter 215

Sienna definitely took after Margaret, with that classic, old-school kind of elegance. Miles, on the other hand, was like a little copy of Arthur. "These must be your mom and dad, right? Man, they were good-looking. And Broderick? He totally outshines them!" Leslie was all chatty, eyes glued to the photos as she pointed this way and that, compliments rolling out like they were free. "Whoa, our mom was seriously stunning. I swear, you couldn't find anyone prettier in all of Windmere. So gorgeous she probably didn't have a single rival friend!" "And our dad? Such a vibe. He's got that refined, gentlemanly air-like someone straight out of a rich family. Pure class. Grandpa, Grandma, your gene game is just unfair." Matilda had assumed flipping through those old photo albums would bring tears, a tide of emotions. But hearing Leslie's cheerful, nonstop commentary? Unexpectedly kind of... comforting. Instead of annoying, Leslie's voice felt oddly welcome. She even found herself wishing the gi