Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 154

After a long pause.

His lazy voice was laced with menace. “I know.”

“Linton is a problem. Getting the child from him won’t be easy.”

Liam couldn’t help but plead into the phone, “Can’t you just talk to Linton? Ask him not to fight me over the kid and just give Logan back to the Grayson family without a fuss.”

Liliana’s lips curled into a cool, detached smile. “What gave you the illusion that Linton would ever listen to me?”

If he actually listened to her, would they have ended up in this mess?

For all these years, she couldn’t even get him to properly deal with Isabella.

There was a flash of faint mockery in Liliana’s beautiful, expressive eyes.

Linton only paid lip service to loving her. He never actually listened to her, never respected her. The high-and-mighty heir of Crownport’s Cooper family was nothing but a domineering tyrant.

Liam didn’t comment.

He let out a low chuckle, his tone full of meaning. “You never know. He might just listen to you.”

“My dear, have you ever considered that you might be the only person in the world who can keep that mad dog Linton on a leash?”

Liliana was taken aback. “What do you mean?”

Liam didn’t elaborate.

He just laughed his lazy, roguish laugh. “Nothing. You’ll find out eventually.”

“The Linton you see now... he just hasn’t been pushed to the edge yet. He hasn’t started biting indiscriminately.”

Liliana found this increasingly bizarre and rolled her eyes. “Stop talking in riddles or get lost.”

Liam chuckled softly, clearly having no intention of explaining.

Liliana slowly lowered her lashes, not bothering with him anymore.

He wouldn’t talk?

Fine. She hung up.

She had zero patience for cryptic games.

Liliana stared down at the “Call Ended” screen on her phone, her mind starting to race despite herself.

“Liliana...”

Linton spotted her and rushed forward, blocking her path.

He looked down, carefully extending the bouquet of budding daisies towards her with a smile. “For you.”

Liliana swatted his hand away, knocking the flowers to the ground. “I don’t need them,” she said coldly.

The bouquet fell apart, petals scattering across the floor, so crushed and broken they were impossible to pick up.

Linton’s hand awkwardly suspended in the gesture of offering the flowers.

After a long moment.

He slowly bent down with a forced smile, trying to gather the fallen blossoms. “But aren’t daisies your favorite, Liliana?”

“No. I’ve never liked them.”

Liliana denied it flatly, her heart filled with irritation as she watched his humiliating display of picking up the broken flowers.

She deliberately stepped on the scattered bouquet, her voice turning to ice. “Linton, stop picking them up. I don’t want them!”