Chapter 487
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“Ah, Mr. Lawson, you’re here.”
Jeffery strode toward them and shifted his gaze to Collin. “What’s going on?”
Collin, still dialing tirelessly, didn’t even glance up.
Seeing this, Dustin stepped in. “His wife still hasn’t shown up, and he’s really worried about her.”
Jeffery’s frown deepened. “That’s odd. Why hasn’t she arrived by now? Should I send someone to look for her?”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, Collin abruptly turned around. “No, I’ll go find her myself.”
Dustin’s eyes widened. “What? But you’re supposed to be part of the ceremony soon, right? And you need to reveal your identity tonight!”
Jeffery didn’t look pleased either. “Mr. Riley, it’s fine. I can send someone to look for your wife. You shouldn’t miss the ceremony.”
Collin shook his head firmly and turned to Dustin. “I need to go myself. I won’t feel right leaving her out there alone.”
Dustin hesitated, remembering everything Linsey had been through. If it were anyone else, this might not have been a big deal. But when it came to her, even he couldn’t guarantee her safety.
“Fine,” Dustin conceded with a sigh.
Jeffery, however, looked far from satisfied. “Mr. Riley, we’ve already finalized tonight’s schedule. Are you really going to leave like this?”
Before Collin could respond, Dustin quickly cut in. “Mr. Lawson, you might not realize this, but his wife isn’t just anyone. Her reputation has earned her more than a few enemies in town. She’s faced real danger before, and Collin has every reason to be worried.”
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Collin met Jeffery’s gaze and sincerely said, “Mr. Lawson, I’m sorry, but I really have to go. If I make it back in time, we’ll stick to the plan. If not, Dustin will handle the ceremony for me.”
Jeffery still wasn’t thrilled, but he could see there was no stopping Collin. The most important thing tonight was securing the partnership with CR Corporation. Everything else could wait.
“Alright, Mr. Riley. Go ahead. I hope your wife is okay,” Jeffery conceded.
A moment later, embarrassment washed over Linsey, and a flush crept up her cheeks as she watched Collin kneel in front of her.
“I twisted my ankle while running earlier,” she admitted softly.
Collin gently lifted her foot and eased off her high heel. The moment he saw her ankle, his expression tightened. The sprain looked pretty bad.
His fingers brushed lightly over the injury as he examined it. “When I called you earlier, I wasn’t trying to rush you. Walking in high heels is hard enough. Running in them just makes it worse.”
Realizing the misunderstanding, Linsey let out a small laugh. “No, Collin, you’ve got it all wrong. I wasn’t running to get to the banquet.”
Collin paused, his confusion evident. “Then why were you running?”
Linsey pursed her lips, contemplating for a brief moment before deciding to share her recent ordeal with Collin.
When she recounted how the cleaning lady had attempted to push her down the stairs, Collin’s face immediately darkened.
“Did she actually try to push you?” Collin asked sharply, his tone conveying concern. “Something must be wrong with her.”
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