Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 328

Which meant she would eat on her own.

Linton looked down at her pouting face.

With her round cheeks, she looked like a little squirrel. She was so cute it was almost painful, making him want to spoil her, to lay all the beautiful and precious things in the world at her feet.

On impulse.

Linton spoke. “There’s an auction in Crownport soon. Is there anything you want? I’ll buy it for you.”

Without a second thought, Liliana answered coldly, “I don’t want anything.”

Linton’s gaze, heated, traced the line of her neck. He murmured thoughtfully, “I heard there’s a rather nice necklace. A pink diamond.”

Liliana looked up and glared at him, emphasizing, “I said, I don’t want it!”

Linton’s lips curved into a slow smile. He chuckled. “I didn’t say it was for you. I’m buying it for my daughter.”

Liliana’s mouth fell open.

She twitched a corner of her lip, a humorless laugh escaping her. This bastard. He was doing this on purpose, wasn’t he?

In the end, the necklace found its way onto Liliana’s delicate neck.

The pink diamond was set in a complex, intricate design, surrounded by a bed of brilliant white diamonds. It was said to be the final masterpiece of the Royal Artisan before his retirement, and the auction price had soared to a hundred million.

Crownport had no shortage of wealthy families. One rich heir, hoping to win a lady’s favor, was about to raise the bid even higher.

But just as he opened his mouth, someone silenced the floor with a final, unbeatable offer.

The entire auction house erupted in a stunned clamor.

She had reached her limit. Lifting her smooth, fair foot, she kicked him squarely in the chest, hissing through her teeth, “Get lost!”

Linton didn't move to dodge it. He took the kick, a faint smile playing on his lips. Then, with his large, rough hand, he caught her small, warm foot and held it, his voice still gentle.

“Liliana... don’t be angry. Just put on the slippers, and I’ll carry you downstairs for dinner.”

Liliana’s face was a blank mask.

She stared at him, a profound sense of confusion washing over her. She just didn't understand.

After a long moment of silence.

She looked at him with a complicated expression and demanded, “You bastard. You better explain yourself.”

“Who gave you permission to come to the Hart family home and take care of me?!”