Liliana had no rebuttal.
An inexplicable wave of frustration washing over her.
When would this mess ever end?
She let out a deep sigh. For now, she was stuck. She couldn’t go home, and if she wanted to avoid danger, she had no choice but to stay abroad and focus on her pregnancy.
Wanting to distract herself from her worries, she abruptly changed the subject.
“What about you? Why did you agree to help my brother?”
“Aren’t you busy? You have to find Isabella, deal with Logan... and the Grayson family... don’t you need to keep an eye on things there?”
Liliana was puzzled.
The Grayson family only had two sons: the older, Matthew, and the younger, Liam. With Matthew gone, Liam was the sole heir.
By all accounts, he should be incredibly busy. How did he have time to agree to Gabriel’s request and come abroad to look after a pregnant woman?
They weren’t related, and she and Liam weren’t that close. They had only occasionally visited him abroad with Matthew when they were younger.
At the mention of the Grayson family, the smile on Liam’s face faded slightly. A sharp, fierce light entered his eyes.
He pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek and said with a lazy smile, “Not busy. There’s nothing for me to do with the Grayson family for now.”
“Besides, the Nightfall brothers’ company headquarters is in this country, and I suspect Isabella is hiding here with Logan.”
“I was coming here to look for them anyway. Looking after you is no trouble at all.”
Liliana couldn't help but give him a second look. “I never realized you were so kind-hearted. Always willing to help?”
Liam chuckled, his voice light and a little cheeky. “Looking after a pregnant woman is everyone’s duty. No more thanks.”
Liliana’s lips twitched. She turned her gaze back to the window, speechless.
Still, she was curious.

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