Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 894: Collin paused briefly, then gave a firm directive. "Get someone to keep an eye on Haven. I want to know what she's been up to lately." The unexpected command left Dustin completely thrown off. He had no clue why Collin would suddenly bring Haven into the conversation. "Yes, sir," the subordinate replied without hesitation. The subordinate never challenged Collin's decisions, but Dustin couldn't help the uncertainty building in his chest. Trying to make sense of it, he asked, "You think this has something to do with Haven?" Collin didn't look at him.

His eyes stayed fixed ahead, calm and focused. "If I'm right, Gorman will need Haven soon. And if we're watching her closely, it might just lead us to him." The morning sun had barely risen when Linsey opened her eyes. Still curled up in her arms, Zenia slept soundly, her tiny breaths slow and steady. Moving carefully, Linsey slipped out from under the covers, doing her best not to stir the sleeping little girl as she tiptoed out of the room. Caylee was already up, so Linsey quietly used the bathroom in her room to wash up. "Linsey, I swear I didn't say a word to Mr. Green about us leaving.

I don't even know how he found out or managed to get to you first," Caylee said as soon as she saw Linsey, her voice laced with guilt. Even after Linsey stood up for her in front of Gorman and made it clear she trusted her, Caylee still couldn't let go of the guilt weighing on her. She kept wondering if all of this could have been avoided if only she had turned down Gorman from the start. ɯoɔ.slǝʌou˥ɐƃ uo sǝɐsǝɹ lɐıɔıɟɟo Caylee couldn't shake the guilt that clung to her. Deep down, she knew her choices had played a role in trapping Linsey and Zenia in Gorman's grasp.

Picking up on Caylee's distress, Linsey offered a calm voice of comfort. "Hey, don't carry this burden. I know this wasn't your fault." A taunting smile curled at the corners of Linsey's mouth as memories of Gorman's schemes resurfaced. "He used your grandmother's surgery money to control you, all while using you to watch my every move. If it hadn't been you, he would've found someone else to play his game." Linsey's expression dimmed as she continued, her tone quieter now. "Don't forget. It was Gorman who helped me book that hotel in the first place." Looking back, it became painfully clear.

The moment Linsey called the front desk about checking out, Gorman must have realized what she was planning. That was how he managed to show up at the hotel entrance right on time, prepared to stop her in her tracks. Caylee stood there in silence, stunned by the realization. Gorman's manipulation ran deeper than she had imagined. . . .