Chapter 385
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“Everything okay? Did Fernanda give you any trouble?”
Approaching him, Linsey interlaced her fingers with his.
“Not really,” she replied, her voice uncertain, betraying a hint of doubt. Collin noticed her unease and his expression grew concerned.
“Is something bothering you?”
As they stepped inside, Linsey shared the details of the evening’s events at Ivy’s home. She lowered her voice, saying, “It was probably because you had instructed your bodyguard to stay alert. His heightened vigilance might have led to the misunderstanding.”
After a brief pause, Linsey continued, “I’m not blaming you or him, though. I appreciate how you and your bodyguard look out for me. I just hope we can avoid any unnecessary conflicts.”
She let out a soft sigh and then continued, “With Ivy’s birthday party approaching, it would upset her to see us at odds with your family.”
Upon hearing her words, Collin was deeply moved. No matter what, she always thought about others. He held her hand a little tighter and said softly, “When it comes to your safety, it’s always better to be too careful than to take a risk.”
Linsey chuckled softly at Collin’s words.
Collin’s voice remained steady. “Since you brought it up, I’ll make it official. From now on, that bodyguard will stay back and only intervene when you give the word.”
Linsey found the arrangement reasonable and nodded. “Sounds good.” She leaned in, her cheek brushing against his as she whispered, “You spoil me, you know that?”
Over the next few days, Linsey made frequent trips to Ivy’s place, helping Fernanda fine-tune the details for the birthday banquet. Everything was coming together smoothly.
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That afternoon, Fernanda called. “Linsey, the hotel just reached out. The venue is fully set up. Let’s go take a look.”
“Sure,” Linsey agreed, her voice steady.
Moments later, she arrived at the hotel with her bodyguard.
At the entrance to the banquet hall, Linsey turned to the bodyguard. “Wait here. I’ll be back in a minute.”
“Yes, Mrs. Riley,” the bodyguard replied with a nod, staying behind as Linsey stepped inside.
As soon as she entered, Linsey spotted Fernanda nearby.
“Mrs. Riley, is there anything you’d like to change? We can make adjustments right away,” the hotel manager said to Fernanda, his voice laced with politeness.
Linsey strode over. “Fernanda.”
Fernanda greeted her with a warm smile, looping her arm through Linsey’s. “Take a look—what do you think?”
Linsey’s gaze swept across the hall. “It looks good at first glance, but I’ll need to take a closer look.”
Noticing Fernanda’s unusually affectionate tone, the hotel manager hesitated before cautiously asking, “And you are…”
Fernanda’s smile remained steady. “This is my eldest son’s wife, Linsey. She’s overseeing all the arrangements for Ivy’s birthday banquet.”
The manager’s expression brightened. With a deep bow, he greeted Linsey with respect. “Ah, Mrs. Riley! It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Clint Figueroa, the manager of Glory Hotel. Please, feel free to call me Clint.”
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