Chapter 747
747:
Meanwhile, across the city, the airport bustled with late-night travelers. In a quiet corner of the arrivals hall, Collin and Dustin stood waiting for Gorman.
Suddenly, Dustin’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, then leaned toward Collin. “Aurora Bright, from the Davidson Group, won first place. Arthur came in third.”
Collin’s expression remained unreadable. “Terminate Arthur’s contract.”
Dustin hesitated, surprised. “Alright.”
He had personally brought Arthur into the competition, certain that such a top-tier designer would clinch the win. But clearly, things hadn’t gone as expected.
As Dustin mulled over the results, Collin’s voice broke through his thoughts. “He’s here.”
Both men looked ahead. Gorman had appeared, walking through the gate with a small entourage.
Just as Dustin had seen in the photos, Gorman carried a little girl in his arms.
She was fast asleep, her face tucked against his shoulder.
Oddly, Collin’s eyes locked onto the tiny figure, his focus tightening without him realizing it.
And then, he froze.
Dustin muttered beside him, “Hard to believe Gorman’s changed this much. He used to be so short-tempered. Is that little girl really his daughter?”
As if on cue, the child stirred and slowly lifted her head.
She mumbled something softly to Gorman.
Even from afar, the warmth in Gorman’s eyes and the soft smile on his lips were unmistakable.
Then he gently set her down and held her hand as they began walking.
As they got closer, Collin could finally see the girl’s face—and in that instant, his heart skipped a beat.
Her features… the resemblance was striking. She looked just like Linsey.
Dustin gasped, his voice lowering. “She… she really looks like…”
He didn’t dare finish the sentence. But the resemblance was impossible to ignore—especially her eyes and her smile.
Then the little girl tugged on Gorman’s hand and asked sweetly,
“Daddy, when can we see Mommy?”
Gorman smiled down at her. “Very soon.”
He gently patted her head. “Are you hungry, sweetheart?”
But Collin didn’t hear anything else.
His ears rang, and his breath caught.
It felt like the ground had shifted beneath him. Linsey had a daughter—with Gorman.
It hit him like a punch to the gut.
He could only watch as the two walked away, hand in hand. The ache in his chest deepened with every step they took.
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