Chapter 750
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What bothered her was that this wasn’t the right time to talk about Linsey in front of Zenia.
After thinking it over, she quietly sent Gorman a message explaining what had happened.
Then, turning to Zenia with a smile, she said, “Your mom just finished a big competition today. She’s very tired, so she went to rest. But you’ll see her soon.”
Gorman, seated in front, read Caylee’s message. His face darkened in an instant.
He had known this would happen. He never should have let Linsey come to Grester for that design competition.
Her right hand was already in bad shape.
Gorman turned to stare out the window, his face cold and unreadable.
The chill in his expression made the driver grip the wheel tighter.
Then, out of nowhere, he remembered what happened at the airport.
A faint, mocking smile tugged at his lips.
Just as he thought—Collin still hadn’t let Linsey go.
But this time, he wasn’t going to give Collin another chance.
Soon, they arrived at Linsey’s hotel.
The moment they stepped in, Dolores lit up from the sofa.
𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁: ⲅⲁⳑ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫺𝖼𝗈𝗆
“Well, if it isn’t Zenia! Come here and give me a big hug!” Dolores beamed.
“Zenia!” Zander shouted, jumping from his seat. He had been watching cartoons.
Gorman gave a small nod, letting Zenia run into Dolores’s arms. His eyes scanned the room before landing on the closed bedroom door.
Dolores noticed his gaze and quietly said, “Linsey’s resting inside.”
Gorman didn’t say anything right away. After a few seconds, he turned to Caylee. “Take Zenia and Zander to another room to play.”
“Yes, boss,” she said quickly and left with the kids.
Once the door shut, only Gorman and Dolores remained in the living room.
Dolores glanced at him. His face showed just how upset he was. She sighed and spoke first. “If you’re going to blame someone, blame me. I really didn’t take care of Linsey like I should’ve.”
Gorman stared at her for a few seconds. Then, out of nowhere, he gave a strange little laugh and sat on the sofa.
“You’re her best friend. How could I blame you?” His tone was soft. “I know Linsey. She takes her work seriously. Since she agreed to enter the competition under your company’s name, I knew she’d give it everything she had.”
Gorman’s smile sent a shiver down Dolores’s spine.
Feeling a sudden chill, she wrapped her arms around herself and assured him, “The competition has concluded. Rest assured, Linsey will no longer engage in designing.”
Gorman quirked an eyebrow, asking slowly, “But isn’t designing Linsey’s passion? How do you intend to prevent her from pursuing it?”
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