After all, men were entirely driven by their primal instincts.
In the past, Lucius used to spoil her relentlessly, giving her the moon and the stars if she asked for them.
Even though she had crossed his boundaries on a few occasions, Liliana was never afraid. As long as she didn't hit a fatal nerve, she felt invincible.
Besides, she firmly believed that men were fundamentally repulsed by exhausted, subservient women who desperately orbited them like Madeline did.
And based on all the tests she had run over the past few days, she was extremely satisfied with the results.
No matter the setting, if it came down to a choice between her and Madeline, Lucius relentlessly prioritized her. He was firmly in her corner.
But now, he was standing right in front of her, openly acknowledging the legitimacy of his marriage to that woman.
Why the hell was he suddenly being so protective of her?
Catching the deep frown on Liliana's face, Lucius immediately slipped into his usual reassuring tone. "Liliana, don't be jealous. It's just a marriage on paper. There are absolutely no feelings involved."
He couldn't bear to see her upset.
In his mind, it was perfectly clear—the title of 'wife' was the absolute maximum he would ever give Madeline.
A triumphant smirk crept back onto Liliana's face. She knew it. He still loved her. "Then make her drop the patent claim," she urged. "We both know she'll do literally anything for you."
Lucius nodded, pulling out his phone and dialing Madeline's number.
He knew full well she would go to the ends of the earth for him.
Just last night, when Leo was bawling about a stomachache and getting on his nerves—and Liliana was conveniently ignoring it—he had called Madeline to handle it.
And she had shown up almost immediately.
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