Chapter 722

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Collin looked at him coldly, unwilling to explain. “I’m sure. Linsey wasn’t pregnant. So stop guessing.”
He was certain because he remembered it clearly—four years ago, Linsey had been hurt at Carol’s birthday party. From that day until their divorce two months later, they hadn’t been intimate.
Before the party, they were still in love. If she had been pregnant then, she would have told him. Something like that couldn’t stay hidden. Besides, with the way he had hurt her, Collin doubted she would ever carry his child.
The thought brought a bitter smile to his lips. His eyes dimmed with quiet sadness.
Dustin noticed. Collin’s face, already blank, grew even colder.
His heart skipped a beat. He quickly said, “Forget I asked.”
Collin took a breath and asked in a low voice, “Have you heard anything about Linsey?”
Dustin replied without thinking, “Dolores warned me not to. She even yelled at me today.”
Collin didn’t seem surprised. He just nodded slightly. “I see.” Dustin felt uneasy watching him sink into silence.
He had once wondered if the designer Dolores hired might actually be Linsey. But he wasn’t sure.
He had even asked Dolores directly once. She mocked him and threw him out of her office.
Honestly, Dustin believed what he told her—it might be better not to bring up Linsey at all. Why stir up old pain?
Now, he even felt he must have been confused to think that Zander might be Linsey and Collin’s child.
Plenty of people looked alike. And Zander was just a kid. His features weren’t even fully formed yet.
The more he thought about it, the more he regretted asking those questions. They had only upset Collin.
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Still, Dustin knew—whether he spoke her name or not—Collin would always be thinking of Linsey.
Dustin couldn’t help but wonder… Was she with someone else now? Married, maybe?
The next day, the long-awaited fashion design competition finally began.
Everything was done anonymously. The designers worked behind screens, and only their workstations were shown in real-time. Judges and viewers could watch every step of their creative process through a live stream.
Before it all started, Dolores and Linsey were in the contestants’ private resting room.
Dolores gripped Linsey’s shoulders and said, “Linsey, don’t stress. Let’s just aim for a solid spot—maybe second or third. Collin’s company brought in Arthur Flores, the world-famous designer. He’s a legend. Beating him won’t be easy. But no matter what, you’ll always be the best in my heart.”
Linsey chuckled. “Dolores, you’re more nervous than I am.”
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