"This is delicious, Mr. Grant. You can call me Leah Sinclair. I..."
Leah Sinclair felt a bit awkward about him calling her "sister." He was a Grant, after all.
"Don't you like me calling you sister? You... you look a lot like a sister I once had." Mason Grant looked at Leah Sinclair, a hint of grievance in his eyes.
"Uh... is it Madeline Sterling? It's just, I feel it's a bit inappropriate." Leah Sinclair sighed inwardly. 'Here we go again.'
"Madeline Sterling? Is *she* worthy of being called sister by me?" For some reason, Mason Grant's expression turned cold.
Leah Sinclair was a little surprised. 'So it's not because I look like Madeline Sterling?'
Mason Grant noticed her expression, and his cold demeanor softened. "Not her. I've never met her. It's another sister... one who left us a long time ago."
