Chapter 49

Leslie tilted her head slightly, lips quirking with a touch of sly charm. That slap from Vivian just now? Yeah, she didn't hold back one bit. Leslie could still taste a hint of blood at the corner of her mouth. "Oh really? My bad then. But I acted on instinct. With a face like this," she lightly gestured to herself, "I naturally flinch when someone swings at it." The tension around Broderick instantly eased, but the second he caught sight of the bright red handprint on Leslie's cheek, his expression darkened. His hand hovered near her face, fingers trembling slightly-clearly wanting to touch her, but worried he'd hurt her more. "Does it hurt? Why didn't you dodge?" Remorse flickered in his eyes. Who would've thought Vivian would just walk up and smack her like that? Even though Leslie hadn't exactly lost out in the exchange. Vivian still looked about ready to pounce, but Broderick stepped in front of Leslie before she could try anything else. "They say the Green family dotes on their t