Chapter 165
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Her thoughts softened as she observed Linsey carefully adjusting the dress, her movements delicate and precise.
Anthea had been a lifelong friend of Collin’s mother and had always held a maternal affection for Collin, almost considering him a son. She had resigned herself to the idea of him remaining solitary for life, yet here he was, having found Linsey, a truly exceptional woman. This revelation stirred a protective instinct in Anthea.
Seeking to break the contemplative silence, Anthea inquired in a warm, concerned tone, “How are things going at CR Corporation? Are you fitting in well with your coworkers?”
Linsey responded with a gentle smile that lit up her features. “Quite well, actually.”
Anthea released a skeptical hum, her eyebrows arching in doubt. She said, her tone laced with suspicion, “I’m not entirely convinced. Consider the woman who was with you today. Her actions were blatantly calculated—she’s obviously trying to charm her way into my good graces.”
She then added, “I reviewed the list of designers Coen sent over for this project, and there’s no mention of a Cynthia. What’s her role here, then? Watch yourself. Don’t you fear that one day I might prefer collaborating with her over you?”
Linsey straightened her posture, her expression serene and self-assured as she responded, “Mrs. Blakely, I have full confidence in my skills and your discernment. I’m sure you’ll make the wisest choice.”
A chuckle escaped Anthea, amused by Linsey’s poised reply. She playfully prodded, “Oh, so if I end up not choosing you, are you suggesting I have poor judgment?”
Linsey’s lips curved into a sly smile as she swiftly clarified, “Not at all, Mrs. Blakely. You’ve misunderstood; I only mean to express my trust in your decision-making.”
Anthea was reassured by Linsey’s astute rebuttal, her initial doubts about Cynthia beginning to wane. Observing Linsey’s composure and cleverness, she felt increasingly confident that Cynthia was unlikely to pose any real threat. If anything, it was Cynthia who needed to be wary and quit messing with Linsey before things got worse.
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“Alright, let’s try on the dress. I’ve been eagerly anticipating this all day,” Anthea declared, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm. Before long, Linsey was assisting Anthea into the stunning gown.
Standing before the mirror, Anthea twirled gracefully, a radiant smile illuminating her face as she admired her reflection, utterly delighted with her look.
Anthea’s fingers brushed lightly over the gown’s hem, her face radiating joy. “It’s been ages since I felt this happy,” she said. “I knew I’d chosen the right designer.”
Seeing Anthea’s delight, Linsey felt her own happiness swell. “Mrs. Blakely, please don’t hesitate to reach out if you need anything at all in the future,” she offered.
Anthea nodded. “I’m attending a banquet overseas the day after tomorrow, so I’ll need to leave in the afternoon to prepare,” she explained.
She glanced at Linsey. “I’ll express my gratitude properly when I return. But for now, I need to pack, so I won’t detain you any longer.”
“Of course,” Linsey replied. After a brief pause, she added sincerely, “Mrs. Blakely, thank you for choosing me. Without your support, I’m not sure I would still be at CR Corporation.”
Anthea chuckled, taking Linsey’s hand in hers. With a hint of pride, she said, “Well, I do have a knack for spotting talent. I knew you were exceptional the moment I chose you.”
Then, with a knowing look, she added, “Your husband clearly has excellent taste as well. Anyone who doubts you is simply blind, so don’t let their opinions bother you.”
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