Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 1419: "Did you see that? They're in each other's arms. Could she be Mr. Riley's?" "It's likely. We're finished... we're in deep trouble." Their whispers buzzed until one, calculating his odds, dropped to his knees, shaking as he pleaded with Collin. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Riley. We had no idea she was yours. It was all Mr. Cooper's doing-I swear I had no part in it!" Collin didn't correct him. Instead, he fixed the kneeling man with a chilling stare and said, "Mr. Cooper?" "Him!" the man stammered, pointing directly at Winslow, betraying him without hesitation.

The others, fully aware that Collin's authority dwarfed Winslow's, quickly followed suit, dropping to their knees and pleading for mercy. "Mr. Riley, it was Mr. Cooper's orders-we were just following instructions." "Please, Mr. Riley, have mercy. I've got elderly parents and young kids." Collin tuned out the executives' frantic murmurs and carefully released Linsey from his hold. As he tenderly brushed away her tears, he asked softly, "Who hurt you the most?" Without a moment's hesitation, Linsey pointed directly at the offender.

"Him." Collin's gaze followed her gesture, locking onto Winslow. Caught in Collin's chilling, predatory stare, Winslow's earlier bravado evaporated. He forced a shaky smile, his voice quivering. "Mr. Riley, this is all a terrible misunderstanding-just a mix-up." Collin had no tolerance for his excuses. His piercing gaze swept the room as he commanded in a voice like frost, "Everyone but this pathetic fool-get out. You have three seconds." At his order, the bodyguards parted, creating a narrow escape route.

The executives scrambled for the exit like men fleeing a blaze, not daring to glance back. Your story source galnovℯ․cøm Winslow tried to blend into the fleeing crowd, but the bodyguards, vigilant as ever, caught him instantly. The lead bodyguard grabbed the back of his collar, his tone flat but menacing. "Mr. Riley didn't say you could go." Winslow choked, the collar strangling his words as his face reddened, his voice silenced. Panic flashed in his eyes as he sought Collin's mercy. But Collin paid him no mind, guiding the unsteady, inebriated Linsey to the sofa.

With gentle care, he wiped away her tears, his gaze so warm it could soften the hardest heart. "Stay here and be good," he said. "Once I deal with him, I'll take you home." "Okay," she replied, nodding, her tear-streaked eyes soft and vulnerable. Collin's heart stirred, and he couldn't resist lightly pinching her cheek with affection. As he rose, his demeanor shifted entirely. The warmth in his expression faded, replaced by a ruthless gleam in his eyes, his entire presence radiating a cold, menacing aura. . . .