Linton Cooper was the untouchable prize of Crownport, the heir of the powerful Cooper family, whose influence blanketed the city. Handsome, wealthy, and brilliant, he was the man every woman desired, the man they would do anything for.
And that included Liliana.
She had loved him for ten years. But now, in a single, gut-wrenching moment, she suddenly didn't want him anymore.
Seeing her staring at him, her face pale and silent, was a jarring change. She wasn't chasing after him, throwing jealous tantrums over nothing. She was just… quiet.
Linton found himself surprised, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer. This was the first time they had seen each other since that chaotic night a month ago.
His thin, sensual lips parted as if to speak, but a soft, guilt-laden voice cut in beside him.
“Liliana, what are you doing here?” Isabella Rowe, dressed in a standard-issue hospital gown, steadied herself against the wall as she approached.
As the adopted daughter taken in by the Cooper family seven years ago—the orphaned child of old Mr. Cooper’s benefactor—Isabella was, in name, Linton’s sister. Standing beside him, frail and delicate, her makeup was impeccably done. They looked like a perfectly matched couple.
Isabella coughed delicately into her hand and spoke before either of them could, her voice a gentle, placating balm. “Liliana, please don’t misunderstand. Linton was just here with me for my appointment. The necklace is…”
She left the sentence hanging, the unspoken words creating an air of intimacy far more suggestive than any open declaration.
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