Chapter 885
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Linsey’s pale face froze, stiff as stone.
“I hear Haven’s family is already cozying up with Collin’s grandma, talking wedding plans,” Gorman said, a smile curling his lips. “If nothing derails it, they’ll tie the knot that got shelved five years ago. So, what do you say? Wanna attend their wedding? I could probably snag you an invite.”
Linsey swallowed the dull ache gnawing at her chest, her voice barely above a whisper. “Their marriage? It’s got nothing to do with me.”
Gorman raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. “Nothing? Come on, Linsey. You’re the one who sent Zander to Collin. Once Collin confirms he’s Zander’s dad and marries Haven, who do you think Zander’s gonna call Mom—you or her?”
His words shattered the fragile wall she had built around her heart, and tears welled up, betraying her.
Gorman’s smug expression flickered for a moment.
He reached out to wipe her tears, but Linsey turned away sharply, swiping the wetness from her cheeks herself.
“This is none of your damn business,” she said, her voice raw and hoarse. “Just tell me where Zenia is.”
Gorman let out a soft chuckle, dodging her question about Zenia. Instead, he leaned in. “Linsey, you could lean on me, you know. I’d help you get Zander back from Collin.”
“No!” Her voice shot up, cold as ice. “Even if Collin’s marrying Haven, he’s not the type to hurt Zander. You said it yourself—I went through hell to get Zander to him. So why are you pushing to drag him back now? What’s your game, Gorman? You know exactly what you’re doing!”
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Zander showing up at Collin’s company hadn’t been something anyone had planned.
It never crossed Linsey’s mind that her son, overwhelmed by her emotional breakdown that night, would take matters into his own hands and confront Collin face-to-face. But the truth behind it all pointed straight to Gorman, who had quietly pulled the strings and ordered Caylee to carry it out.
To Linsey, it was painfully clear—everything spiraling out of control had been Gorman’s doing. And now he had the gall to accuse her of pushing Zander toward Collin on purpose? The accusation was nothing short of ridiculous.
Fighting to stay composed, she filled her lungs with air and said, “Where is Zenia? If you’ve hurt her in any way, I won’t stop until I’ve made you pay.”
Not knowing where her daughter was sent her thoughts racing, each one darker than the last. Even if Gorman hadn’t shown the same hostility toward Zenia that he did toward Zander, it didn’t change the fact that she, too, was Collin’s flesh and blood. Because of that, Linsey refused to believe Gorman could ever truly care for Zenia.
Gorman leaned back with the same unsettling calm he always wore. “She’s fine,” he said casually. “I just had someone take her out to enjoy the day.”
His tone was too easy, too smooth, and Linsey didn’t trust a word of it. This was the same man who had gone to great lengths to trap them before they could slip away. Whatever he was up to now, she was certain it wasn’t innocent.
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