Chapter 1305
With a frustrated expression, Collin admitted, “She wants to work at her ex’s company, swearing she’s just after revenge on him.”
After a brief pause, Dustin asked, “What do you think is really going on in her head?”
Collin’s confusion was evident.
Dustin began to answer, hesitated, and then tried again, only to shrug in defeat. “No clue, man. I’m as lost as you are.”
Annoyed at how little help he was getting, Collin shot him a cold glare. “Aren’t you supposed to be the expert on women? You always brag about it. Can’t you figure this out?”
Dustin let out a sheepish laugh. “Look, I know how to flirt and buy gifts, but actually understanding women? That’s a whole different story. They’re impossible to read.”
Then, an idea crossed his mind, and he quickly shifted the conversation. “Hey, does Linsey still have no idea that you’ve been faking your disability? When do you plan to tell her?”
For a few moments, Collin remained silent, clearly caught off guard by the question.
After the accident, Collin’s legs were badly injured, but after years of intense rehabilitation, he managed to recover completely. Keeping up the act of being disabled made life easier for him. It helped shield him from Fernanda’s schemes, so he continued to maintain the lie.
The thought of telling Linsey the truth had never really crossed his mind.
Without warning, the study door flew open.
Collin lifted his head and was taken aback to see Linsey standing there. He quickly closed his laptop, feeling unexpectedly uneasy. “What brings you back here?”
Worry tugged at him. He was unsure if Linsey had overheard what Dustin had said earlier.
Linsey answered plainly, “I just need to pick something up.”
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She walked across the room, bent down, and started searching one of the drawers.
A quick glance at her face reassured Collin—her expression hadn’t changed. That meant she hadn’t heard anything unusual.
He offered to help, asking, “What are you looking for?”
Without pausing in her search, Linsey replied, “I’m looking for a silver USB drive. I need it for the design show this afternoon. All my drafts are saved there.” Even though the drawer was organized, the drive was nowhere in sight. She murmured, “That’s odd. Where did it go?”
Collin opened the next drawer and immediately spotted the silver USB drive inside.
Holding it up, he asked, “Is this what you need?”
She looked up, saw what he had, and took it right away. “That’s the one. Thanks.”
With the USB drive in hand, Linsey turned to leave, but after only a few steps, she came to an abrupt stop.
Collin noticed the confusion on her face as she looked back and asked, “Did you forget something?”
“Not at all,” Linsey replied, holding his gaze without flinching. “I thought I heard someone else’s voice just now. Were you on the phone with a friend?”
In an even tone, Collin asked, “How much did you actually overhear?”
She shook her head and answered, “Nothing important. I just heard someone ask when you were going to tell me something. So, what is it that you’re planning to say?”