Chapter 7

Leslie stepped away from the door, feeling that she'd overstepped her boundaries, shrugged, and continued with her tour. She passed several maids and bodyguards as she walked, but they all just bowed respectfully before her, as if they were afraid she'd lash out about something. She still felt uncomfortable about everyone bowing to her.

"Maybe I can convince them to stop bowing to me like I'm a queen or something," she thought, putting that thought at the back of her mind and continuing her wandering.

She reached a slightly ajar door on the floor below and took a peep inside. Unlike the rest of the mansion, this room had a manly touch to it, as if someone really spent a lot of time here. It even had a subtle, homely feel to it. She saw a portrait on the wall, and it all clicked—this was Julian's office.

She was still very curious about this new husband of hers, so she walked in carefully. "I'll just look around quickly," she thought. This office was simply a delight to Leslie. It w