Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 98

"You still haven't answered my question," Liliana said, her expression serene. "They all said I'm your lapdog. So tell everyone, right here and now. Am I?"

Linton's expression flickered. He lowered his gaze for a moment, and when he looked up, his voice was low but carried a commanding weight that silenced the room. "Who said Liliana is my lapdog?" He paused, his eyes finding hers.

"If anything, I'm hers."

The entire hall fell into a stunned, awkward silence. No one had expected Linton Cooper, the coldest man in Crownport, to say something so utterly shocking.

Was this some kind of public roleplay?

A wave of revulsion washed over Liliana, and goosebumps broke out on her arms. Her expression soured with disgust. All she wanted was for him to publicly clear her name, to put an end to the rumors. She never wanted him to turn this into a bizarre, cringeworthy declaration.

She glared at him. "Who asked you to say more than you had to?"

Linton immediately threw his hands up in a gesture of surrender. "Alright, my mistake," he said with a lazy smile. "Calm down, Miss Hart."

He started to lean in, ready to placate her further, when a familiar, refined voice cut through the tension. "Liliana…"

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