Leila's POV
I should've known peace never lasted long in this family.
The baseball game had started off like a glossy magazine spread. The Andersons, immaculate in their whites and neutrals, sipping champagne while pretending to be casual. All the staffs gathered around holding trays of refreshments while fading into the background.
Julia heckled George every chance she got, Lilian was half playing, half whispering into her phone with her husband like a blushing schoolgirl, and Sabrina and Marco were more interested in lounging with their sunglasses than actually batting.
And me?
I was trying not to look like an i***t. Philip had taken it upon himself to "coach" me, making little jokes whenever I swung wrong, and Luca, well, Luca just stood there with his arms folded, looking devast
