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Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 97

Liliana instinctively turned her head. There, standing on the red carpet at the entrance, was Linton's familiar tall, imposing figure. He stood with one hand casually tucked in his pocket. He was the epitome of Crownport's elite—an unattainable, untouchable prize.

From her table, she heard a new round of mocking whispers. "See? Said she wasn't chasing after Mr. Cooper. How embarrassing."

"Just admit it, Liliana. You're desperate for him. We all know it. Why were you pretending otherwise?"

A fire ignited in Liliana's chest. She pushed her chair back and stood up, her movements deliberate and sharp, easily catching Linton's attention. His cool, deep-set eyes found her across the room, and for a split second, they lit up before returning to their usual impassive state. He seemed surprised to see her, a hint of weariness clouding his sharp features, but the corners of his lips lifted into a subtle, almost imperceptible curve.

He started walking toward her, effortlessly ignoring the swarm of fawning socialites that surrounded him.

Liliana met him halfway, her slender figure blocking his path. She gestured back toward the table of gossips. Her smile didn't reach her eyes, and her voice, though pleasant, was laced with ice. "Mr. Cooper, some people over there seem to think I'm your lapdog. I have to say, I don't care for the title. Why don't you tell them yourself… am I your lapdog?"

The heirs and heiresses who had been laughing at Liliana just a moment ago were now deathly pale. They burst into tears, begging Linton for mercy, some even dropping to their knees in desperation. Linton's brow furrowed in annoyance. "Noisy."

Security guards immediately materialized and efficiently escorted the wailing group out of the hall. They were nobodies, guests who had bought their way in, and no one would dare speak up for them after they had offended Linton Cooper. Linton's attention returned to the defiant young woman before him, a genuine smile finally gracing his lips. "Liliana…"

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