Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1392: "Linsey, do you mean Kylee Russell?" Ivy asked. Linsey nodded. "Yes, I've seen her. She's stunning-and from what I've heard, she's even a well-known celebrity." But the moment Linsey finished, Ivy let out a sharp snort. "She's not worthy of Collin!" Linsey froze. "Why not?" "That girl only pretends to be nice. Underneath, she's rotten," Ivy snapped, the old anger rising as if no time had passed. "She used to act as though Collin was her whole world. But the day he was in that car accident, and when our family faced a..." "...crisis, she couldn't run fast enough.

She flew overseas that very night and never looked back." "What?" Linsey gasped, caught off guard by the revelation. "Exactly. That's why Kylee doesn't deserve him." Ivy softened her voice then, squeezing Linsey's hand. A warm smile spread across her face. "But you, Linsey... in my eyes, you're the perfect match for my grandson." "Mrs. Riley..." Linsey began, but the door swung open before she could finish. She turned instinctively toward the sound. Collin sat in his wheelchair at the doorway. And beside him was Kylee. Linsey's face stiffened. What were they doing here?

Had they overheard everything? Collin's gaze barely lingered on her. Without a flicker of expression, his eyes went straight to Ivy. "Grandma." Ivy shot to her feet the instant she saw Kylee. "Why on earth would you bring her here?!" Let your mind wander with gⱯlnσνs﹒ Kylee's eyes filled with tears, her face turning pitiful. "Ivy..." "Don't call me Ivy!" Ivy cut in, her voice blazing with fury. The words had barely left her lips when she clutched her chest in pain. Blood spilled from her mouth. "Grandma!" "Mrs. Riley!" Collin and Linsey cried out together.

Linsey, being closest, rushed forward and caught Ivy before she could fall. At the same time, Collin slammed the nurse button by the bed. Footsteps thundered in the hallway. Kylee froze, panic flooding her face. She grabbed at Collin's sleeve. "Collin..." But before she could say more, Collin pulled free. His voice was flat, cutting like ice. "Grandma doesn't want to see you. Leave." . . .