Chapter 992

• Liza lounged on the sofa, her posture relaxed, but her sharp gaze locked onto Gracy. A slow, knowing smile curled on her lips.
• “Tell me, how exactly do you plan to explain this to Gavin?” Her voice was casual, yet laced with warning. “Are you really going to hold his wife hostage and pretend he doesn’t exist?”
• Gracy stiffened, her breath hitching. Panic flickered in her eyes before she quickly masked it with a forced smile. Had Liza figured out their plan?