Broderick noticed that Leslie, curled up in his arms, was trembling a little.
Leslie had always been fearless.
She did whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Even that soft and innocent act was just a mask she wore.
But now-she was actually scared?
Scared of who?
Declan?
Dax clutched his nose and pointed at Leslie. "Hey, what's your deal? Why are you hitting people for no reason?"
Olivia stepped in, defending Leslie. "We were trying to leave. You're the one who blocked our way."
Broderick glanced at Declan, his expression calm and collected. "So what kind of grudge do you two have with my wife?"
Wife?
Broderick was married?
Declan's breathing hitched.
"Ricky, take me out of here. I don't want to be around him. He gave me a drink, I said no. Then he
