Chapter 737
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Why was it that, no matter what, he always ended up seeing Linsey in Contestant No. 3?
Collin had closely observed Contestant No. 3 throughout the entire process and was certain—this designer mainly used their left hand.
But Linsey wasn’t left-handed.
Handling detailed tasks like sketching, stitching, and cutting with the left hand wasn’t something one picked up overnight. That kind of ease came from years of hands-on experience.
When Julie, one of the judges, raised a question, Collin also admitted he had been wondering the same thing.
Was the designer portraying the mother, or the child?
After a brief pause, Linsey answered in a calm voice, “This piece shows a mother and her two children. But really, the central figures are anyone who sees themselves in it—anyone who feels something.”
Collin’s expression turned serious. A small weight settled in his chest.
The answer was vague. It offered no real clue.
But Linsey wasn’t done yet.
“As for me, I suppose I see myself as the mother here.” Linsey pressed her lips together, the motion giving away her thoughts. “I used to long for the simple happiness I saw in children like these. But life had other plans.”
gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺; 𝓜𝒐𝒓𝑒 novels
She stopped suddenly and gave a soft, bitter laugh. “I guess that kind of life wasn’t meant for me. I just hope my kids can feel the love I never had.”
In the lounge, Collin suddenly stood, startling Dustin beside him.
“Collin, what’s wrong?” Dustin asked, startled.
Collin’s breathing turned shaky. His eyes stayed glued to Linsey’s hands on the screen. His pulse quickened. A cold chill spread through him.
In a rough whisper, he said, “Linsey… Linsey grew up in an orphanage. She always dreamed of having a loving home.”
Dustin’s face slowly shifted in shock. “Wait… Collin, are you saying this Contestant No. 3 is Linsey?”
Collin turned to him, eyes sharp and steady. He asked, slowly and clearly, “Who did the Davidson Group send as their designer this year?”
Dustin hesitated, tension creeping into his face. “Collin, take it easy…”
After thinking for a second, he added, “I remember Dolores saying they brought in a well-known designer from overseas this year. Her name’s Aurora Bright. But nobody knows what she looks like. I checked into her—she only started releasing designs last year. If that’s really Linsey, why wait two years to return to the fashion world?”
Collin clenched his fists at his sides. His breathing was uneven. His face was tight with emotion, but he said nothing.
Dustin watched him closely, then added, “Collin, are you drawing all this from just one thing she said? We don’t even know her age. Besides, she said she already has kids. That can’t be Linsey.”
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