Chapter 326
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Collin raised an eyebrow, his tone easy. “Don’t write it off just yet. Try it on first.”
Linsey let out a small sigh but took the dress and headed to change.
The red gown flared at the skirt, its fabric flowing with an almost theatrical elegance. As she slipped it on, she shifted uncomfortably, not quite used to something so bold.
Carefully lifting the hem, she stepped out, suddenly aware of how the dress clung to her. She met Collin’s gaze, her voice quieter than before. “Well? Does it look okay?”
Their eyes met, and in his deep gaze, she caught something unmistakable—admiration.
“It looks incredible,” Collin said, his voice steady but firm. “It’s definitely the one. You look stunning.”
When she heard Collin compliment her, Linsey’s cheeks warmed. She suddenly felt too shy to meet his eyes.
“You barely glanced at me before saying I look good. Feels like you’re just saying it to say it.” Linsey pouted, letting out a small huff before turning to the mirror.
As soon as her reflection came into view, she went still.
The bold red dress made her skin seem even more luminous, her features striking in a way she hadn’t noticed before. For a fleeting second, she felt like she was glowing—like the kind of girl people couldn’t help but notice.
Was that really her?
Linsey gaped at her reflection, hardly recognizing herself.
She had never dared to wear something this bold, this attention-grabbing. It took Collin’s offhand suggestion for her to realize just how effortlessly red suited her.
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Every detail of the dress was meticulous, the kind of craftsmanship only a professional could pull off.
Linsey’s instincts took over before she even noticed—her trained eye tracing the fine details, assessing the artistry behind every stitch.
“Collin,” she murmured, almost to herself, “you might know me better than I do.” She turned to him, her voice laced with curiosity and excitement.
“How do you do it?” Linsey paused, a thought flickering across her mind. “Oh! You helped me tweak that design draft not long ago. And now, you’ve picked out a dress that suits me perfectly…”
Her eyes brightened as she smiled. “Collin, have you ever considered becoming a designer? Or maybe a design consultant? With your eye for detail, you’d be amazing at it.”
If Dustin were here, he would probably be doubled over laughing.
Collin wasn’t just good at fashion—he was the founder of CR Corporation, the driving force behind the latest trends. His influence stretched far beyond clothing, earning him recognition across multiple industries.
As the founder of CR Corporation, of course, his sense of style was impeccable. That was a given.
Yet, in front of Linsey, Collin stayed humble. “No matter what anyone else thinks, I just want to be your personal designer.”
His voice was low and steady, threaded with sincerity. His gaze never wavered.
A warmth spread through her, equal parts flustered and shy.
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