“And here is the tennis court, my lady. Is where lord Nicholas often spends his time every morning, but I guess he had a change of heart about sports now.” Myla explained as they walked inside the tennis room.
It had been an hour since the woman started touring Isabella around when she requested her to do so. So far, there have been a few places and areas that Isabella forgot to remember. Her legs had already started aching, wearing her three-inches black heels. Neither did she remember where was the first place Myla had shown to her. She was right. The mansion’s vastness was enough for Isabella to be lost.
She traced her fingers on the table, feeling the roughness of the edge. There are plenty of things she hasn’t known about Nicholas yet, but she’s starting to discover them as the days
