Chapter 68

Leslie couldn't help but shiver. Lydia knew Leslie was afraid of ghosts. That fear started when Leslie got lost and was scared badly as a kid. Since then, she'd been jumpy around anything spooky. Lydia handed her a cup of tea. "Want some tea?" Leslie was thirsty anyway, so she took the cup without thinking and downed it in one go. A faint grin tugged at Lydia's lips. After finishing the tea, Leslie noticed the exquisite snacks on the table. Seeing them only made her jealousy spike even more. Why should this fake get to live the good life? If it weren't for Leslie, none of this would be hers! Broderick only cared about Leslie because she had the Green family's name. Without that, she was nothing! Just as Leslie reached for a snack, a sharp smack landed on the back of her hand-it was Lydia, hitting her with a book. Leslie wasn't used to this. She'd been pampered all her life, so the sting shocked her. Her hand turned red instantly. She winced, eyes welling up. "Leslie, why'd you hit me?"