Chapter 630

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Gorman, puzzled, asked, “Why would you think I’m her husband?”
Linsey quickly realized the misunderstanding. Carol had told the men her husband was the founder of CR Corporation, so it was only natural for them to assume that Gorman, arriving with so many people, was him.
Not wanting to discuss anything further, Linsey interrupted the men’s explanations. She turned to Gorman and said, “Thank you for everything today, Gorman. I owe you more than I can say. I need to go now.”
She grabbed her phone, which Alexa had discarded earlier, and quickly made her way out.
Gorman, caught off guard, called after her, “Linsey!”
Outraged, Danny exclaimed, “Did you see that, Mr. Green? After everything you did to find and rescue her, all she does is thank you and leave? That’s incredibly ungrateful!”
Despite his assistant’s ongoing rants, Gorman stared quietly at the spot where Linsey had vanished, absorbed in his own thoughts. Seeing no response, Danny eventually stopped talking, feeling utterly powerless.
After an awkward silence, unable to bear seeing his efforts wasted, he cautiously suggested, “Mr. Green, Linsey couldn’t have gotten far. Maybe we should catch up to her. She seemed distressed—someone should comfort her. Besides, it will be dangerous if she encounters trouble again.”
Gorman abruptly snapped out of his daze, nodding in agreement. “You’re right.”
He took a few quick steps toward the exit but paused briefly and instructed, “Interrogate those thugs immediately. I want to know exactly how this connects to CR Corporation’s founder.”
“Yes, sir!” Danny responded swiftly, but when he looked up again, Gorman had already disappeared.
When it came to matters of the heart, Danny realized, his boss certainly didn’t hesitate.
Outside, Linsey wandered aimlessly, her mind foggy and confused.
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Suddenly realizing something, she reached into her pocket for her phone. As expected, there were numerous missed calls and anxious messages.
Most were from her worried colleagues checking on her.
She began typing a reply but quickly noticed her right hand felt unusually stiff and numb.
Frowning, she tried flexing her hand, only to wince sharply at the shooting pain.
Her hand barely responded to her efforts.
Gorman’s voice came urgently from behind her. “Linsey!”
Noticing her puzzled expression and the awkward way she stared at her hand, he quickly stepped closer. “What’s wrong? Is your injury not healed yet?”
Linsey looked at him, momentarily bewildered.
Biting her lip, Linsey hesitated, unable to stay distant from the man who had just rescued her. “It’s nothing serious—just an old injury. But how did you know about my hand? Did you see the live stream I accidentally started during Carol’s birthday?”
Her confusion only grew as another thought struck her. “Didn’t you say you were leaving town soon?” She couldn’t fathom why he was here now, let alone how he’d managed to save her.
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