Chapter 77

But the moment Sienna met Broderick's gaze, she instantly stiffened up and pulled her neck in like a startled turtle, not daring to look at her brother again. So she turned to Leslie instead. Leslie was seriously gorgeous. The rumors about her being popular all came down to her looks-and honestly, she did live up to that reputation. She wasn't even that much older than Sienna, just five years, but already had this striking charm about her. Give her a few more years, she'd probably be even more dazzling. Sienna suddenly thought that all those girls at school fan-girling over female celebs were just wasting time-none of them held a candle to her sister-in-law. After dinner, the servants cleared the table while Broderick sat at the coffee table making tea. Leslie was lounging on the couch with a book in hand, a bag of chips in her lap, munching away without a care. Just as Sienna was about to head upstairs, Leslie called out to her, "Hey Sienna, want to hang out for a bit and have some te