Chapter 1210

Linsey was shocked by what Dolores had done, but she knew her friend meant well. She didn’t hold it against her.

They stayed on the phone for a while, talking everything through.

After the call ended, Linsey sat in silence, thinking over Dolores’s words. Something felt off. She needed to go home.

But she frowned, knowing Collin wouldn’t just let her leave. How could she convince him?

While she was lost in thought, Roland walked by with a cup of coffee.

She stopped him. “Where are you going?”

Roland answered honestly, “Mr. Riley is in the study, I’m taking him some coffee.”

Just then, an idea lit up in Linsey’s mind. She stood up quickly. “How about I take it for you?”

He looked surprised but nodded and handed her the cup without asking questions.

Inside the study, Collin was busy working when Linsey stepped in. Her voice was soft and calm. “Roland had something else to do, so I brought the coffee instead.”

Collin stared at her without a word, his face unreadable.

After a few seconds, he gave a faint nod.

Linsey walked over and carried the cup to his side. Just as she was about to set it down, she spilled it on purpose.

Coffee splashed onto his pants. Silence filled the room.

Linsey froze, clutching the cup as her heart pounded.

She knew he would be angry. But this was her only chance to be sent away—and maybe get home.

As expected, Collin looked down at the mess, his eyes turning sharp and cold.

“Linsey!”

She jumped slightly, then hurried to set the cup down, her hands trembling. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened. My hand just shook and—” she babbled, pretending to panic as she grabbed tissues to wipe his pants.

She didn’t mean any harm. She just wanted it to look like a mistake.

But as her fingers brushed against him, Collin’s body stiffened. A sudden heat surged through him.

Linsey, unaware, reached for more tissues to continue wiping.

He caught her hand, stopping her. Then he leaned in close.

Their breaths mingled in the tight space between them.

Her hand froze mid-air. Her eyes widened in panic. “What… What are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do?” he echoed with a cold laugh, his eyes still hard. “I should be asking you. Are you blind? How can you be so clumsy? You couldn’t even place a cup on the desk without spilling it all over me!”

A sudden jolt sent Linsey’s pulse racing.

Suspicion lingered in Collin’s eyes, making her wonder if he had seen straight through her motives.

It was true—she had acted intentionally. Still, letting him catch on would only bring her trouble.

Reminding herself to stay composed, she worked to slow her breathing. Shaking free from his hold, she moved back, her posture guarded.