Chapter 307
307:
Gorman nodded subtly. He had initially pressured Kylee to see if the elusive founder would intervene on her behalf, using this as a tactic to delve into his background. Now Kylee had almost ruined Linsey’s reputation.
Gorman inhaled sharply and declared coldly, “Anyone who has crossed Linsey will not get off easily.”
The subordinate lowered his gaze and inquired, “Boss, what’s our move?”
Gorman shot him a frosty look, his tone icy. “Do I need to spell it out? Mark Kylee’s face so she can never return to her high-profile celebrity life. As for the others—break a limb or two. Make sure they remember this lesson.”
“Yes, boss,” the subordinate affirmed.
Having issued his commands, Gorman was now faced with another challenge—how to reconnect with Linsey.
“She’s blocked my number. How am I supposed to get close to her now?”
Gorman scowled in contemplation, then a spark of an idea lit up his eyes. “What if I just send someone to bring her to me?”
The subordinates were taken aback, not anticipating such a bold proposal from their boss. That plan was clearly fraught with peril.
The subordinate who had spoken responded quickly, “That might not be the best idea. If you force yourself on Linsey, she’ll only resent you more.”
Gorman’s frown deepened. “Then what do you suggest?”
Seizing the moment of his boss’s uncertainty, the subordinate suggested, “Linsey’s promotion just came through. Why not present her with a significant order? She’d surely appreciate that. And it could be a way to exchange contact details under the guise of business discussions.”
Gorman listened and grinned with approval. “That sounds like a solid strategy.”
Let’s proceed.
Without hesitation, Gorman set his plan into motion.
Linsey was still at her desk, tackling the backlog of work Coen had left, when her phone rang.
“Hello, Ms. Brooks. I’m calling on behalf of Mr. Gorman Green. He’s from a wealthy family in town. We’re looking to place an order worth five million dollars. Would that interest you?”
Five million? Linsey was taken aback. She composed herself and responded calmly, “What kind of design are you looking for?”
The caller answered with courtesy, “Mr. Green would like to commission an outfit for his fiancée. He prefers to discuss the details in person at Rayhill Hotel.”
It was only then that Linsey registered who the client was. The Green family in town? She realized she knew little about them.
Detecting her pause, the caller continued, “The meeting needs to be one-on-one. Mr. Green values privacy, and having extra people around would only complicate matters.”
Linsey’s brow furrowed slightly. Something didn’t quite feel right.
Sensing her reluctance, the caller quickly assured her, “Linsey, please trust our intentions. If you agree to the meeting, we’ll transfer the deposit immediately. How does five hundred thousand dollars as a down payment sound?”
Linsey was startled by the offer. The client was not shy about investing in what he wanted.
.
.
.