Chapter 530
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Alexa could hardly hide her satisfaction.
So, Jeffery was going to have Linsey removed after all. Everything was falling into place.
“Understood, Mr. Lawson. I’ll handle it.”
Jeffery nodded. “Go ahead.”
He didn’t want his usual staff handling this—too many eyes, too much risk of rumors. Instead, he trusted a few discreet staff members to handle the situation in line with the Lawson family’s stance.
Alexa bowed her head in agreement and turned away.
Her eyes, once clouded with anxiety, now glowed with something else—excitement.
Jeffery wanted her to be polite to Linsey, but Alexa had a much better idea.
Standing in a quiet corner of the banquet hall, Linsey absentmindedly nibbled on pastries, sipping her drink out of boredom.
Ever since her pregnancy, her taste buds had shifted. Foods she once loved no longer appealed to her, while unexpected cravings took over. What surprised her most was her sudden fondness for sweets. She had never cared much for them before, yet now, she couldn’t seem to get enough.
Her gaze instinctively dropped to her belly, as if she could somehow see the little life growing inside her. It seemed their baby—Collin’s and hers—had developed a sweet tooth.
The hall buzzed with chatter, Carol’s birthday party as grand as expected. Linsey had been content keeping to herself, but before long, a small group of well-dressed guests approached her.
“Hello,” the woman leading them greeted with a polite smile.
Linsey gave a slight nod, assuming they were just looking for a place to chat.
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“If you need a seat, I don’t mind moving,” she offered softly.
Before she could step away, the woman gently reached out to stop her, still smiling warmly. “No, we actually wanted to talk to you.”
Linsey hesitated, studying their faces again. She was certain she had never met them before.
“What about?” she asked cautiously, a hint of wariness creeping in.
“Relax,” the woman reassured her, though her curious gaze told a different story. Lowering her voice, she asked, “What’s your connection to the Lawson family?”
Linsey blinked in confusion. She had no connection to them.
“Sorry, I don’t understand. I’m just a guest at Miss Lawson’s birthday party. I don’t have any ties to her family,” she replied hesitantly.
The group exchanged skeptical glances. The woman who had spoken seemed especially unconvinced.
“You look so much like Jeffery. That can’t be a coincidence.”
Linsey stiffened. The man she had accidentally bumped into earlier—the one who had been rude—was the son of the Lawson family. Now that they mentioned it, she had to admit there was a resemblance. Still, she shook her head.
“I’m sorry, but I really have no connection to them. You must be mistaken.”
Sensing their persistence, she added more firmly, “We just happen to look alike. Tonight is Miss Lawson’s birthday. If you keep saying things like this, she won’t appreciate it.”
The group chuckled, their expressions tinged with amusement and disdain.
“Carol acts like Grester’s queen just because her family spoils her.”
“We’ve been sick of her for a long time. We came tonight hoping to stir up some trouble.”
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