Chapter 222
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“Somewhere to help me know you better?” she mused aloud, her mind racing with possibilities.
Maybe it was a special place from his childhood, a secret spot he had kept to himself for years.
Her curiosity only grew with every thought. “There are still a few days until the weekend. Are you holding me in suspense on purpose, Collin? Trying to see how eager I’ll get?”
Collin’s grin widened, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “You’ve got it. I am doing it on purpose. Instead of letting you overthink, I’d rather leave you with just a little bit of suspense. That way, you’ll spend the days looking forward to it, not worrying about what it might be.”
As expected, Linsey spent the next few days consumed by thoughts of where Collin might take her, her earlier sadness now a distant memory. The next morning, she went about her usual routine, preparing for work.
When she arrived at the office, she barely had time to step through the door before she heard the excited murmur of her colleagues in the distance.
As she entered the office, she noticed a cluster of coworkers gathered around, their faces alight with excitement, their eyes frequently darting toward the meeting room.
“What’s going on?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion, following their gazes toward the closed door. “Did someone important arrive?”
The way they were acting made it clear—something significant was happening.
A colleague nearby turned to her in disbelief. “You don’t know? Linsey, it’s all anyone’s talking about! Kylee’s here—the one and only Kylee! She’s actually in the building!”
Linsey blinked, taken aback. “Kylee? She’s really here?”
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“Yes!” The coworker beamed, practically glowing with excitement. “She showed up first thing this morning and even greeted the early arrivals. She’s so down-to-earth!”
Another colleague sighed dreamily. “Even if I don’t get to design for her, just getting her autograph would make my day.”
As the group continued to gush, the door to the meeting room swung open. Coen stepped out, accompanied by Kylee, both of them smiling warmly.
“Mr. Fuller, I’ll be personally overseeing the design you’re working on this time,” Kylee said with a warm smile, her tone smooth but firm. “I trust the designers in your department won’t disappoint me. After all, I’m here with the utmost sincerity. If your design helps me shine on the red carpet, it’ll be a win for both of us.”
Coen nodded eagerly, his enthusiasm evident. “Of course, Miss Russell! You’re absolutely right. We’ll have the design draft ready for you today. You can count on us to get it just right.”
Kylee’s smile softened at his response. She was clearly pleased. She turned, ready to leave with Coen by her side, but then her gaze caught Linsey standing among the crowd.
Her steps faltered for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. Without missing a beat, she stared directly at Linsey and asked, “What are you doing here, Linsey?”
Linsey hadn’t expected to be singled out by Kylee so openly in front of everyone, and it threw her off guard. She froze for a moment, her mind scrambling before she instinctively responded, “I work here.”
Kylee’s brow arched slightly at her answer, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “So, you’re a designer at CR Corporation, Linsey? Impressive,” she said, her tone laced with a mix of surprise and curiosity.
Coen, who had been standing nearby, looked momentarily stunned. His eyes flickered between Linsey and Kylee; he was clearly puzzled. “Miss Russell, do you… know Linsey?”
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