Chapter 920
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Collin straightened immediately, words tumbling out in his eagerness to clarify. “Haven means nothing to me. My politeness extended only from respect for my grandmother. Those rumors circulating through Grester only recently reached my ears. I never noticed before because I was—”
Linsey’s eyes flickered with interest as she waited. “Because you were what?”
A rare hint of awkwardness cracked Collin’s typically impeccable composure. “My attention remained fixed solely on you during that period—I noticed little else. Dustin eventually brought those whispers to my attention.”
This confession coaxed a soft laugh from Linsey’s lips.
“The mighty founder of CR Corporation, stumbling over something so trivial.” She tilted her chin upward with playful disdain. “You command CR Corporation. Who in all of Grester would dare stand against you? If Haven truly meant nothing, why not silence those rumors immediately?”
Collin paused thoughtfully before offering his unvarnished truth. “Partly because I remained uncertain of your feelings toward me. I feared any explanation might provoke Haven into creating complications in your life. And partly because…”
Linsey’s eyes narrowed with sudden insight. “You simply wanted to witness my jealousy, didn’t you?”
Caught with his innermost motives exposed, Collin could only bow his head, dropping all pretense before her penetrating gaze.
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“You can be truly infuriating sometimes, Collin,” Linsey said, delivering a playful punch to his shoulder. Her exasperation softened into reluctant affection.
Their conversation meandered naturally for some time, with Collin deftly guiding it toward increasingly trivial matters.
Though Linsey had only recently emerged from unconsciousness, her mind still clouded by the remnants of sleep, she couldn’t help but notice Collin’s persistent attempts to redirect their discussion.
“You’re acting strangely, Collin,” Linsey observed, concern creasing her brow.
“No, I’m not,” Collin countered too quickly.
Rarely had Linsey witnessed such transparent discomfort in his usually composed demeanor.
Her frown deepened as fragments of memory crystallized—vivid flashes of crimson splashed across pristine white.
“How is Gorman holding up?” Linsey whispered, her heartbeat accelerating with sudden dread.
Collin’s features immediately hardened into solemnity. He regarded her with a long, weighted silence before finally answering, “He died.”
The alarming news hit Linsey hard.
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