Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1306: Drawing out his answer, Collin stared at her. "What I want to tell you is-" He paused, watching her grow more curious. "Honestly, you're such a fool," he added. Linsey shot him a glare. "If anyone's a fool, it's you!" Her steps quickened as she hurried away, still murmuring, "Collin, you're the most irritating fool I've ever met. If you keep making fun of me, I swear I'll poison your food and make sure you can never talk again!" Collin sat quietly, watching her march off while her words echoed down the hall. No trace of anger showed on his face.

Instead, a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. There were moments when he enjoyed watching her lose her temper, acting like a small, angry kitten. While Collin was still mulling over the exchange, Dustin's voice broke the silence. "Has Linsey left already?" Only then did Collin remember Dustin was there. He opened his laptop again. "She's gone." A wave of relief washed over Dustin, and their conversation picked up where it had left off.

Before long, Dustin asked, "Do you have any plans to return and check on things at the company?" Most people thought Collin was nothing more than a do-nothing, overlooked and ignored by the Riley family. In truth, he was the mastermind behind CR Corporation, the one responsible for all its remarkable successes. Collin answered without hesitation, "I have complete trust in your leadership. There's nothing for me to worry about." Dustin was expecting that response and purposely brought up another idea.

"I just figured you might want to watch Linsey host the event." A small crease appeared on Collin's forehead. "What are you talking about?" "Linsey didn't tell you?" Dustin blinked in mild disbelief. "The Wells Group sent an invitation to us for their design showcase. From what I've heard, she's the one representing." Collin, completely in the dark, stiffened. His tone shifted immediately into something resolute. "Then I'll be there." Lɒtєst ϲhptєrs ιn glnovеℓ. The Wells Group's design exhibition was already in full swing.

The venue was alive with industry elites and innovators, the air humming with polite laughter and the soft clink of glasses. Felix moved easily among the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and toasts with senior executives, creating an atmosphere of effortless camaraderie. Just then, Linsey passed by. Felix's gaze caught hers, and without hesitation, he approached her. "Linsey." Linsey's expression made it clear she wasn't in the mood for small talk. "Whatever you need, make it quick. I'm busy," she said coolly, her voice sharp and distant.

But Felix, riding the wave of his good mood, wasn't discouraged by her frostiness. "I heard from Lara about the missing design drafts," he said lightly. "You handled the situation impressively. That kind of quick thinking is rare." Linsey rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. "Keep your praise. I don't need it." Not far from them, Joanna had noticed the exchange. She watched intently, her eyes narrowing, lips pressed into a thin line. Jealousy flared in her gaze, mingled with resentment. "I can't believe Linsey actually pulled it off-resolving the crisis so effortlessly," Joanna muttered. . .

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