Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 21

Linton’s eyes shot Liliana a playful glance.

Without a word, he reached for a glass.

"You won't have to drink if you just tell the truth," Liliana reminded him again. She was determined to force the words out of his mouth.

Linton looked up coolly.

"Miss Hart, asking such a question is an insult to my character."

The implication was clear: he was denying it. It was such an obvious, boring question that he wouldn't deign to answer. Liliana's eyes flickered, and a cold smile touched her lips, but she said nothing more. She didn't believe him. He was just worried about his reputation. Admitting in front of everyone that he had incestuous feelings for his sister would be too scandalous.

Linton had an image to maintain.

Realizing she wouldn't get anything more out of him, Liliana pushed the glasses forward again, tilted her chin up, and looked at him with a challenging smile.

"Then drink up, sir."

Linton lazily met her gaze, let out a soft, dismissive laugh, and then picked up the first glass Liliana had pushed toward him, downing it in one gulp. His throat moved, a ripple in his strong neck.

One after another, Linton drank. He went through every single bottle on the table—wines, champagnes and spirits all mixed together—taking a shot from each.

"Linton…"

Sebastian was dumbfounded. Everyone else in the room was frozen, too stunned to utter a single word.

After dozens of shots, Linton’s sharp eyes were tinged with red. He still looked sober, but a closer look revealed a hazy, unfocused glaze in his cool gaze.

He was drunk.

Liliana calmly withdrew her gaze, a sudden wave of boredom washing over her.

"This is pointless. I'm leaving."

She pulled Helena to her feet and walked out without a backward glance, not even sparing Linton a second look.

Sebastian snapped back to reality and quickly tried to smooth things over.

"It's getting late. Let's call it a night, everyone."

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