Julian inhaled slowly, controlled. “She is my wife.”
He didn’t say her name.
Cecilia blinked. “Your wife?”
Maya tilted her head. “Funny,” she said with a small smirk, “she resembles Sebastian’s ex‑wife.”
Sebastian stiffened.
Julian’s expression didn’t change, but something in his eyes flickered.
Dorian shot Maya a sharp look — not angry, but warning.
Olivia turned to Sebastian, brows raised. She didn’t say anything, but her eyes said enough:
Is it possible?
Sebastian looked away.
He didn’t deny or confirm it.
He simply said, voice low, “We’re not here to interfere with their lives. We’re already bothering them enough.”
Julian cleared his throat. “I’ll have the housekeeper show you to your rooms.”
He stepped aside and made a call.
“Mrs. Cooper? Yes. I need you at the main hous
