Leslie had taken that slap willingly-turns out, she had a plan all along.
Broderick told Connor to pack everything up properly. As he looked at Leslie, he wasn't sure if he should feel sorry for her or be mad.
But that girl, she was giving him this look like, "Look at me, didn't I nail it?" Like she was waiting for a gold star.
His Adam's apple bobbed a bit. He ordered Connor, "Take her to the hospital. Stay with her the whole time. Make sure the paternity test is done by us, no one else involved."
"Yes, sir."
Connor quickly left to carry out the order.
Up front, the driver just focused on the road.
Leslie turned on her phone, switched to the front camera, and checked out her face.
"We're going to the hospital," Broderick told the driver.
"Ricky, so you're not
