Chapter 364

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A smirk played on Linsey’s lips as she playfully slapped his arm. “Stop it, you’re being ridiculous.”
The room filled with a lighter, more carefree air, washing away any lingering tension.
Then, a thought struck her, spurred by a news report she had caught earlier. She leaned in, her tone casual yet probing. “Since you’re just a humble entrepreneur, we might…”
Linsey needed to tread more cautiously. After all, you’re not the elusive founder of CR Corporation. Did you hear about that? He once blew a billion dollars on a necklace.”
Unbeknownst to her, the very necklace worth a billion was the same one resting against her collarbone, a lavish gift from Collin. The implications hung heavily in the air as Collin lapsed into a thoughtful silence.
As he watched Linsey’s face closely, a sudden, overpowering impulse seized Collin, compelling him to bare his soul to her. He was on the verge of revealing his biggest secret—that he was the founder of CR Corporation.
“Linsey, I need to tell you something—” he began, his voice thick with unsaid words.
But before he could continue, their smooth ride transformed into chaos as the car jerked violently, the tires screeching against the pavement in a jarring cacophony.
As the brakes clamped down hard, Linsey, unprepared for the abrupt shift, was thrown forward by the force.
“Ah!” A sharp exclamation escaped her as she nearly collided with the dashboard.
Fortunately, Collin’s reflexes were quick. His sturdy arm encircled her waist, pulling her back against him, safe in his hold.
“Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?” His voice was laced with concern as he gently supported the back of her head, ensuring she was cushioned from any potential impact.
Visibly shaken, Linsey collapsed into his arms, her heart racing from the fright. She met his worried gaze and managed a shaky nod. “I’m okay, really, don’t worry about me…”
Despite her reassurance, Collin’s features remained etched with worry. He turned sharply towards the driver, his voice cutting through the stillness. “What the hell just happened?”
The driver hastily apologized. “I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Riley. We’ve hit an unexpected roadblock ahead.”
Clutching Linsey to his side, Collin peered forward with a furrowed brow. “How on earth did the road get blocked so suddenly?”
Ahead of them, a chaotic scene unfolded as several luxury cars sprawled across the road in a careless display, blatantly violating the rules of the road. “What’s the situation here?” Collin’s voice carried a mix of curiosity and annoyance.
Linsey, who had managed to collect herself, joined him in surveying the scene. A handful of cars sat arrogantly in the center of the road, their drivers seemingly indifferent to the growing line of frustrated motorists behind them.
“I’ll go investigate,” the driver declared, stepping out into the cool evening air.
When he returned, he brought news that added a layer of complexity to the situation. “I made some inquiries,” he reported, catching his breath. “It turns out this disruption is tied to Gorman Green. Having just returned, he decided to step out publicly tonight after a long period of laying low. Looks like all of Grester’s elite are eager to cozy up to him.”
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