The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 507

Lyra's heart hammered painfully against her ribs, but she didn't let a single crack show in her expression. "I didn't. Leo is your son. It's genetics, don't you understand?"

"Then why is Christian Lancaster investigating my family's blood samples?" Leon's voice dropped to a dangerous octave. "Except for Leo, there's no other reason on earth he would do that."

Lyra froze for a second, then let out a sharp laugh. It was dripping with mockery, the indignant sound of a woman unjustly accused. "Christian is checking blood samples? Did he tell you that himself? Did he look you in the eye and say he was doing it for Leo?"

Leon's brow furrowed heavily.

"How are you so sure it's about him?" Lyra took a step forward, glaring straight into his icy blue eyes. "Did he confess it to you? Or did you send someone to pry, and he admitted it?"

Leon remained silent.

Lyra raised her voice. "Don't come at me with baseless suspicions. If Christian is investigating Astor blood samples, has it occurred to you that maybe your own family is wrapped up in some mess? Maybe he's targeting the Astors directly! Why are you so damn sure it has anything to do with Leo?"

Leon's expression wavered.

"Think about it," Lyra's voice softened slightly, but every word carried heavy weight. "In the three years I've been in France, who have I been with? Have I touched another man? Don't you know? Your people have been watching me this entire time! Who I've met, where I've gone—you know all of it!"

Leon's fingers slowly curled inward.

"If you doubt me, go ahead and dig. Besides you, who else has there been in my life for the past three years? Tell me, who else?" Lyra held his gaze without flinching. "Can you find anyone?"

Leon fell silent. Of course he had checked. Over the last three years, Lyra hadn't been linked to any other man. Aside from her theater troupe, she only occasionally met up with a few friends. His people had mapped out her entire life. Had it not been for Christian's sudden move, he wouldn't have even suspected her.

"Then you tell me," Leon's tone dropped. "Why is Christian checking Astor blood samples? Because he has nothing better to do?"

Lyra took a deep breath. "How should I know? Go ask him yourself. Aren't you an Astor? Or are you too scared to ask?"

Leon's face darkened.

Seeing his reaction, Lyra felt a surge of relief. She had gambled correctly—Leon had no concrete proof, only suspicion. As long as she refused to yield, his hands were tied.

"Leon, I've been with you for years. Don't you know the kind of woman I am?" She softened her tone completely, lacing it with a hint of grievance. "I'm carrying your child, and this is how you treat me?"

Leon stared at her. The murderous intent in his eyes was slowly receding, but the doubt lingered. "You better not be lying to me."