“Hello, I’m your future sister-in-law.” Aria nodded politely, her smile perfect.
“Pfft!” Leonard choked on his drink, pointing incredulously at Aria, “You’re not even married to my brother yet!”
Aria nodded innocently, “Exactly. That’s why I said future sister-in-law, not current sister-in-law.”
Leonard’s face twitched.
He looked to Nathan for clarification, “Nathan, what’s going on?”
Nathan nodded, “Yes, she’s your future sister-in-law and soon to be your current sister-in-law.”
Their coordinated responses left Leonard dumbfounded.
“No way.” Leonard looked like he’d eaten something unpleasant, “My bro actually saying stuff like this? Are you really my brother?”
“If I weren’t, stop using my online account to insult people,” Nathan replied calmly as he helped Aria settle in.
Leonard laughed awkwardly, “Of course you’re my bro. Waiter, bring the food.” He quickly changed the subject and sat down.
Aria knew about Leonard’s habit of using others’ social media accounts to clap back at haters. As a public figure, he couldn’t openly retaliate, so he used other accounts to vent his frustrations.
You may ask why did not use an alternate account?
Some experts can trace IP addresses and other sophisticated details, making it easy to identify an alternate account.
During that time, Leonard faced a wave of online haters, so he confided in her every day.
Her online account also got borrowed by him.
Aria remained quiet, her smile serene, gazing into the distance.
Leonard felt a cold sweat on his back for some reason.
He quickly tried to make conversation, “I didn’t expect my bro to fall in love so quickly. Future sister-in-law, you’re impressive.”
Hearing him call her future sister-in-law, Aria’s eyebrow twitched.
“It’s not me being impressive, but your brother plotting for a long time,” Aria replied earnestly.
“Pfft!”
Leonard, having taken a sip of his drink to calm himself, nearly spat it out again but managed to hold it in, suffering alone.
“You’re so jumpy. Not as composed as your brother,” Aria said, offering him a napkin with a concerned look.
“I…” Leonard exhaled deeply, unable to find the words.
Thankfully, the food arrived just then: three steaks with some sides.
Leonard had ordered the same doneness for everyone, not considering their preferences.
Aria liked her steak medium, neither too raw nor too cooked.
But this time, she decided to try it the way Nathan liked, medium-rare.
Leonard also preferred medium-rare.
But when the steaks arrived, Aria pushed hers back to the waiter, “Could you cook this a bit more, to medium, please?”
“Of course.” The waiter politely took her steak back.
Nathan noted this without comment.
“Future sister-in-law, steaks are better when they’re a bit raw,” Leonard remarked.
“As I get older, my teeth aren’t as good,” Aria sighed.
Leonard only coughed lightly this time, without a dramatic reaction.
Nathan shook his head indulgently, “Don’t tease him too much. He’s not as tough as he looks.”
