Chapter 1327:


    Chris’s response rendered Maia momentarily stunned. She was the one cloaked in secrets, yet he showed no anger. Instead, he radiated pride and deep satisfaction.


    A profound sense of being understood, a sensation she had never before experienced, washed over her.


    “Thank you for saying that.” Maia offered a gentle smile. She leaned back slightly and began again, “Actually, my titles…”


    Her titles were an umtion of battles fought, achievements earned, and shadows inhabited.


    But before the first true disclosure could escape her lips, Chris intervened, his voice firm. “No matter what other impressive identities you might hold, they hold no real consequence. In my eyes, the most important role you have is being my wife, and that, Maia, is enough.”


    At his sudden deration, Maia swallowed the remainder of her confession. After all, certain titles were never meant for public unveiling, such as her ndestine role as the founder of the hacker organization, Pris. Chris already grasped the substance of most of her other lives.


    Though Chris projected an image of unconcern, the chasm between their respective family backgrounds and social standing loomedrge in her mind. She still ventured her concern. “But won’t this create pressure for you? After all, you are currently between jobs, and the outside world might…”


    Chris’s eyelid gave a slight, telling twitch. He fixed his gaze on Maia, noting the hesitation that mped her words in her throat, and deliberately adopted a serious, unyielding expression.


    The air between them stilled, taut and silent, in that suspended moment.


    Chris suddenly chuckled again. His smile carried the warmth of an afternoon sunbeam or the gentle glow of a winter hearthforting, steady, and bright.


    “Why bother with what others say?” Chris said, his tone light and voice soothing. “I learned long ago not to let other people’s opinions get to me. You know my story. My parents died when I was still a kid. In the Cooper family, I’ve always been looked down on—the illegitimate son. Even now, there are plenty who still whisper.”


    He stopped when he felt Maia’s arms tighten around him. The small gesture made him pause, and he instinctively lowered his head toward her.


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    “I’m fine,” he said softly, a hint of teasing in his voice. “Once everyone knows I’m your husband, they’ll say I’m living off you. But honestly? I’ll just take it as jealousy.”


    Maia couldn’t help butugh at his calm, sincere reply. “If that’s how you see it, then I’ve got nothing to worry about.”


    Their eyes met, and in that quiet moment, the space between them seemed to vanish.


    Finding someone who truly understood you was rarer than finding a needle in a haystack—almost impossible. Let alone meeting someone with an interesting soul, someone unshaken by the world’s judgment.


    Chris, born out of wedlock, and Maia, once a convict—neither cared aboutbels when they were together.


    Chris’s thoughts were simple. “Maia, don’t worry. I’ve got plenty of titles and influence myself.”


    And Maia’s thoughts echoed his. “That won’t matter soon. I’ll return the entire Cooper Group to you. You’ll be its rightful CEO.”


    Just as they shared that quiet embrace, a rustling came from the nearby bushes—followed by a sharp gasp. “No way! Impossible!”


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