Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 122

The caption read: [A gift from my dear protégé.]

Many people who had seen the trending news about Isabella flocked to the comments, playfully asking the old master if his mysterious young apprentice was her.

Mr. Foster never posted on Facebook, let alone replied to comments. But this time, he broke his own rule, choosing the most popular comment to reply to: [No.]

[You'll all find out who my young protégé is soon enough.]

He even made a little game of it.

Normally, this would be a minor event, barely noticed. However, with the internet saturated with marketing campaigns touting Isabella as Mr. Foster's future protégé, the post became a direct, public refutation. Suddenly, the online sentiment shifted, with users subtly mocking Isabella for being so embarrassingly shut down by the man himself.

Aiden smiled knowingly. "See? Mr. Foster still dotes on you."

Liliana smiled back. "He's always had a strong sense of justice. He can't stand seeing unscrupulous people use his name to gain fame."

After this public humiliation, Isabella would likely keep a low profile for a while. Liliana wasn't particularly bothered by it. She knew from the start that Mr. Foster would never accept Isabella as a student, and it had nothing to do with their personal conflict. Isabella's skill level was simply nowhere near the master's standards; she hadn't even reached the bare minimum threshold for consideration.

Because of this, Liliana had never seen Isabella's schemes as a real threat. When you possess enough strength and ability, all the plotting and scheming in the world becomes insignificant.

After saying goodbye to Aiden at the company entrance, Liliana drove to a nearby convenience store. She didn't have much of an appetite and planned to just grab some ready-made food to heat up at home.

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