Joyce Monroe never in her life imagined that Silas Thorne, a man known for his public poise and grace, would send her a photo like that. Her face flushed, but she couldn't look away, not even hearing Leo Monroe when he called her name several times.
"Sis, what are you looking at so intently..." Leo Monroe leaned in for a look.
Joyce Monroe was quick, but he still caught a glimpse.
"Zoe!" He shouted for Zoe Monroe at the top of his lungs.
"What is it?" Zoe Monroe frowned.
"I think Sis is looking at suggestive photos."
Annoyed, Joyce Monroe reached out to smack him on the head. "Has our older brother been checking your homework lately? I'm about to give him a call."
Leo Monroe deflated instantly and nearly fell to his knees before her. "My dear sister, my one and only sister, I have a big mouth! I was just spouting nonsense. Please, let me off the hook! Don't you love me anymore?"
