Chapter 166

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Linsey was both touched and surprised by Anthea’s words of support.
She realized Anthea must have seen the rumors circulating online. Linsey hadn’t expected Anthea to trust her so readily. Others would likely have questioned her character based on the rumors.
“Even after seeing those rumors, you still believe in me?” Linsey asked, her voice thick with emotion.
Anthea snorted softly and patted Linsey’s shoulder. “I trust my instincts,” she said. “You’re not that kind of person.”
Linsey’s eyes welled up, and she whispered, “Thank you, Mrs. Blakely.”
After bidding Anthea farewell, Linsey headed downstairs, ready to leave.
“Let’s go,” Linsey said to Cynthia.
Cynthia’s eyes widened in disbelief and frustration. She remained seated, refusing to move.
“We’ve only just arrived, and we haven’t even finished our coffee. It’s rude to leave so soon!” Cynthia protested.
Linsey glanced at Cynthia calmly and said indifferently, “Then stay and finish your coffee. I’m going back to the office.”
Cynthia bit her lip and grabbed Linsey’s wrist. Leaning closer, she whispered, “Did you say something bad about me to Mrs. Blakely? Why else would she be so cold to me?” Linsey found the accusation laughable.
She looked at Cynthia with a detached expression and said, “Cynthia, let’s be absolutely clear. I am the lead designer for Mrs. Blakely’s gown, working alongside the other designers in our office. You have no part in this project. You insisted on accompanying me today; I certainly didn’t invite you.”
She then added, “And frankly, Mrs. Blakely’s treatment of you is of no interest to me. So, please, stop projecting your own negative thoughts onto me.”
With that, Linsey dismissed Cynthia and walked away without a backward glance.
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Cynthia remained rooted to the spot, seething with anger and humiliation, her eyes fixed on Linsey’s departing back.
Anthea’s butler politely addressed Cynthia, “Mrs. Blakely is currently occupied with other matters and is unable to entertain guests at this time.”
Cynthia was escorted off the premises.
“Damn her! That Linsey!”
Her face contorted with rage, her eyes burning with jealousy and resentment.
She had gone to great lengths to accompany Linsey, only to be treated like a mere lackey.
“Linsey, you shameless hussy!” Cynthia hissed under her breath, her voice dripping with venom.
The online rumors about Linsey were spreading rapidly. How could she still act so high and mighty?
Did Linsey actually believe that simply because she hadn’t been dismissed, she was beyond reproach?
Cynthia’s fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.
She was determined not to let Linsey get away with this.
She would show Linsey just how ruthless she was capable of being. Her mind made up, Cynthia pulled out her phone and placed a call.
Perfect. She would escalate the situation even further.
She was determined to see how Linsey would handle the fallout.
After finishing her workday, Linsey went back to Vista Villa. Elated after successfully completing Anthea’s design project, Linsey decided to celebrate by cooking dinner herself. She politely declined the servants’ offers of assistance, rolled up her sleeves, and started cooking.
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