Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 419

Linton looked up in disbelief, his gaze fixed on Gabriel's tall, straight back. His dark eyes narrowed.

Sensing the intensely hopeful stare from behind him, Gabriel's face hardened. He pursed his lips and, with his hands in his pockets, said coolly, "Don't get the wrong idea."

"We're making too much food, and we don't have a dog to eat the leftovers. You can come help us take care of it."

Gabriel could be truly vicious with his words when dealing with people he disliked.

But Linton, despite being implicitly called a dog, wasn't angry at all. Not only did he not feel offended, he actually chuckled, seeming to enjoy it.

He was quite happy, in fact.

Some life finally returned to Linton's weary face. "Alright," he said, his voice hoarse. "It's a deal, then."

"But, brother-in-law…"

"Will Liliana agree to it?"

Linton asked the question cautiously, and there was a genuine note of sadness in his voice.

Gabriel had given up on correcting the title. He couldn't be bothered with Linton's little games.

He turned around slowly, his expression cold and detached. "That's up to you."

"If Liliana doesn't want you there, you're out."

Linton was at a loss for words.

He grinned, showing his teeth, but felt a pang of frustration.

Oh, well.

It was fine. Linton wasn't in a position to be picky. Did he even have the right to be?

Gabriel was willing to give him a chance to have dinner with them on Christmas Eve. He had no right to complain. He should just be grateful and accept.

After a moment of thought, Linton said with sincere gratitude, "Thank you, Gabriel!"

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