The sun was shining brightly over the Lockwood mansion, casting a warm glow on the sprawling gardens that surrounded the estate. Isla stepped outside, taking a deep breath of the fresh air, feeling the gentle breeze against her skin.
She had been meaning to check on Miranda, and ask her a few questions about Liam's mother Angelina.
As she wandered through the garden, she spotted Miranda kneeling on the ground, surrounded by an array of colorful plants and flowers. With a shovel in one hand and a spade in the other, Miranda was hard at work, her raven hair tied up in a messy bun that accentuated her porcelain skin, which glistened with a light sheen of sweat.
Isla couldn’t help but chuckle as she approached. “Well, well, if it isn’t the Victoria’s Secret supermodel, getting her hands dirty in the garden! Shouldn’t you be on a runway somewhere?”
Miranda looked up, a playful grin spreading across her face. “Oh, please! Gardening is my passion, Isla. Besides, you don't know how fun this
