Leslie lazily lifted her gaze-and froze for half a second.
"Leslie, what are you looking at?" Olivia asked, curious.
"My husband," Leslie replied casually.
Olivia's face instantly lit up. "For real? Which one?"
Before she could finish, Leslie had already started striding into the crowd like a possessive little lioness.
Broderick stood tall and aloof, a clear "stay away from me" aura surrounding him. His energy was intimidating enough that, while the students nearby were clearly infatuated, none dared to approach.
But no one daring doesn't mean no one tried.
A woman in tight, overly bold clothes confidently walked up to him. "Hi-"
She didn't get to finish. A sharp yank on her hair cut her off mid-greeting.
Olivia couldn't bear to watch. Yep, Leslie was officiall
