"Sister, what about me?" The young stud grabbed Sheila Hughes's outstretched hand.
"You too! I'll protect you too."
"Sister~"
"Sister~ Sister~"
"...Good boy."
"Okay, sister. Sister, can I go home with you tonight? I like you so much~"
"Sister will think about it."
Leah Sinclair patted the pretty boy's face and started laughing. 'So this is what men feel when they look at a white lotus,' she thought. 'It really is true. Aren't all these calls of 'sister' just like a white lotus's calls of 'brother'?'
No wonder so many men fall for them.
As the calls of "sister" continued, Shawn Grant's face darkened completely. Just as he was about to lose his cool and intervene, Asher Keating and Ethan Shaw arrived.
When Asher Keating saw the innocently smiling man leaning against Leah Sinclair, and the amused look on Leah's own face, his expression turned ice-cold. He strode over in two large steps and yanked the pretty boy away from her.
"Hey, who are you? Sister, I…"
"Get lost!"
