Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 160: "If you have this much free time, maybe Collin should pile more work on your desk," Linsey said smoothly, unfazed by the attempt to call her out.

Cynthia narrowed her eyes, irritation flickering across her face before she fired back. "No wonder you've been so secretive about your husband."

Cynthia let out a sharp, mocking laugh, her smirk brimming with satisfaction. Lifting a brow, she glanced around at their watching colleagues, making sure to project her voice.

"So, your husband is that neglected, disabled son of the Riley family, huh?" Linsey's face went cold. A few coworkers exchanged looks before hushed whispers broke out.

"Did you catch the drama about Linsey online?"

"I was off all weekend. Fill me in."

"Linsey was with her boyfriend for five years, but on her wedding day, she ended up marrying Collin-the eldest son of the Riley family."

"The Riley family? That's huge. Didn't she just hit the jackpot?"

"Tsk, you're missing the bigger picture."

"Wow, you're really out of the loop. Everyone in town knows the Riley family wants nothing to do with Collin. If they had their way, he wouldn't even exist. They cast him aside years ago."

"Why's that?"

"His mother passed away when he was young, and a few years back, he got into a car accident. He's paralyzed now-can't even walk. To them, he's just dead weight!"

Cynthia felt a thrill as the whispers spread. Ever since Linsey had outshined her in the interview, she had been itching for payback. Who would have thought Linsey, of all people, would end up tied to Collin-the most pitiful name in Grester's elite circles?

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The irony was almost too good to be true.

The more Cynthia thought about it, the funnier it became. A smirk tugged at her lips as she put on a mask of fake sympathy. "Linsey, I get it. You came from nothing and thought your looks could land you a golden ticket. But wow-you really bet on the wrong horse."

She let out a dramatic sigh. "Collin's practically invisible to the Riley family. Even with Huntley behind bars, they'd pull every string to get him out before ever acknowledging Collin. And if it really came down to it, they've got plenty of other heirs to choose from. Let's be real-what wealthy family would ever put their legacy in the hands of a cripple?"

Linsey's expression darkened, the air around her turning razor-sharp. She fixed Cynthia with an icy stare. "Say that again. I dare you." She lifted her coffee cup slightly, fingers tightening around it. Clearly, Cynthia hadn't learned her lesson last time-probably because Linsey hadn't spilled enough.

The moment Cynthia spotted the coffee in Linsey's hand, a shudder ran through her. She instinctively backed away.

"Linsey, I'm warning you-don't do anything reckless!" Cynthia's voice wavered, her eyes locked on the cup as if bracing for impact.

Linsey's expression remained unreadable. "Then keep your filthy mouth shut."

A heavy silence settled over the office. Right then, Coen walked in. Ignoring the tension in the air, he looked straight at Linsey. "My office. Now."

"Alright," Linsey responded.

As Coen walked into his office, Cynthia's smugness returned full force. "Well, Linsey," she drawled, "Looks like you're about to get the boot. I'm so excited to see this train wreck."

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