Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 32

Liliana didn't have to wait long.

A familiar, warm, yet crisp voice soon sounded above her, tinged with a gentle, smiling tone.

“Miss Hart, I presume?”

Liliana froze. She looked up in disbelief, her eyes lighting up with surprise and delight when she saw who it was.

“Aiden!”

Aiden Grant smiled, seating himself gracefully across from her. He adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with a flick of his long fingers.

“So you do remember me, Liliana.”

His voice was as soothing as a clear spring, warmed by the sun, a sound that put anyone at ease. Liliana couldn't help but study him for a moment.

Aiden was dressed in a perfectly tailored, silver-gray suit. Standing well over six feet, his posture was straight and elegant. His handsome, refined features were sharp and defined, his eyes crinkling with a gentle smile that felt like a warm breeze.

Liliana’s mood, which had been sour for days, finally began to lift. In the presence of an old friend, she felt a sense of comfort and relaxation.

A rare, genuine smile broke across her face, her eyes curving into bright crescents. Her tone was light and cheerful.

“Don’t be silly, Aiden. Of course I remember you. How could I forget someone so brilliant?”

When Liliana was in college, she had given up her passion for design to study business administration for Linton’s sake.

Everyone in Crownport knew that story.

“My parents are getting older and need someone to look after them, so I returned.”

“Well, that's perfect timing.” Liliana felt a thrill of excitement. She knew just how brilliant Aiden was in the world of jewelry design. He was a prodigy, the envy of the industry, designing for internationally renowned luxury brands since he was sixteen. In the fashion world, his name alone was a hallmark of excellence.

Back in school, she couldn't count the number of people who had tried to recruit him with massive offers.

“Aiden,” Liliana began, her voice tinged with nervousness, “are you really willing to help me? My company is just a startup, built from scratch. It has no foundation, nothing to compare to the international brands.”

Aiden lowered his gaze, the gold frames of his glasses obscuring his eyes. After a moment, he smiled, his voice like a clear spring.

“That doesn't matter.”

“Little Liliana, from now on, *I* will be your brand.”