Chapter 899
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Haven didn’t stick around for long and made her way out shortly after. Just before stepping into the car, she glanced back at the villa one last time.
To her, it felt like Gorman had locked Linsey away in a luxurious prison.
She hadn’t noticed until now how isolated Gorman’s home truly was.
As soon as she got inside the car, her phone rang. It was Joanne calling.
“Haven, I took care of everything you asked. She’s right here with me. Want to say something to her?”
A brief flash of disdain crossed Haven’s face. “No need for that. I don’t waste my time talking to people from prison. Just relay the message.” Letting out a slow, unbothered sigh, she added, “Tell her to think hard about who got her locked up and who ruined the life she once boasted about. Since there’s nothing left for her anyway, she might as well take this shot at revenge and get rid of the one we both despise.”
Joanne gave a short laugh. “Relax. If anything, she probably hates Linsey more than you do. She’ll get the job done, beautifully.”
As soon as Haven stepped out of the villa, Linsey turned and made her way upstairs.
To her surprise, Gorman had already predicted she would try to walk away and pulled her back without hesitation.
With Gorman’s firm grip on her shoulder, he forced Linsey to sit beside him, leaving her unable to pull away.
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“Gorman! Let go of me!” she snapped, trying to fight him off. Her eyes were puffy and red, filled with fury as she glared at him.
Still, Linsey kept her voice low, knowing Zenia was resting in the room above.
Meanwhile, Gorman kept smiling at Linsey, though his gaze was laced with a chilling intensity that made her skin crawl.
Gorman opened his mouth and spoke slowly. “Linsey, I’ve always respected your choices. I never forced anything because I hoped… one day, you’d come to me on your own.”
He paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was low, heavy with bitterness. “But what did I get for waiting all these years?”
A bitter smile tugged at his lips. His tone turned cold. “All I ever got was your distance… and disgust.”
Linsey clenched her jaw. Her voice was firm, unshaken. “Gorman, I told you a long time ago—I have no feelings for you. You’re the one forcing things.”
“Yes!” Gorman suddenly snapped, his voice thundering. “Yes, I’m the stubborn one! I won’t give up until I win your heart!”
Linsey flinched, her heart racing wildly. She couldn’t catch her breath, and her brows knitted together as confusion clouded her eyes. She didn’t understand his obsession.
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