Chapter 938

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Realizing she might have overreacted, she quickly adjusted, covering her panic with a scoff. “First I’m a thief, now a murderer? What’s next? Is CR Corporation handing out criminal charges now too?”
Kase, sitting beside her, didn’t try to hide his growing irritation. His eyes met Linsey’s with a stormy glare.
It boiled his blood to see someone like Linsey, who came from nothing, daring to speak so boldly in front of the Walton family—all because Collin happened to like her.
In his mind, without Collin’s support, she wouldn’t even deserve to stand in the same room as Haven, let alone talk back to her.
That thought only fueled the fire in him.
With a sharp exhale and a bitter smile, Kase scoffed loudly, letting his authority fill the room like a heavy fog.
“You really are something else, Ms. Brooks. You’re a designer, but the things you involve yourself in go far beyond what any designer should ever touch,” said Kase, his tone growing colder as his eyes narrowed on Linsey. “Since you’re Collin’s girl for the time being, I’ll excuse your involvement in recovering the necklace. But tell me—what business do you have digging into Gorman Green’s accident?”
He paused, letting the weight of his next words settle with a smug tilt of his mouth. “Word has it you vanished overseas with Mr. Green after your divorce. Just returned recently, haven’t you? It’s been, what—four years? Makes me wonder what exactly went on between the two of you during all that time.”
Linsey didn’t flinch. She met his stare with a quiet strength, her composure as steady as ever.
Though this was the first time they had spoken, Kase clearly hadn’t walked in blind. His knowledge of her past was too precise to be casual.
Linsey’s thoughts drifted briefly to something Collin had once mentioned—how Ivy’s respect for the Walton family came from her fondness for Carly Walton, Haven’s grandmother.
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That connection now seemed far more curated than coincidental. Kase had clearly gone to great lengths to preserve Ivy’s loyalty, using Carly’s memory as leverage.
It was also painfully obvious now that Kase had long envisioned Haven as Collin’s rightful match.
Linsey, however, had derailed those expectations entirely.
No wonder Kase bristled with such barely disguised contempt toward her—more so than even Haven herself.
Still, the realization didn’t rattle Linsey in the slightest. If anything, the bitterness amused her.
“I appreciate your concern, Mr. Walton. But the issues you’ve raised don’t really relate to today’s matters. That said, since you seem genuinely invested in Collin’s personal affairs, I’ll offer you this—he and I understand one another completely. There is no room for doubt between us.”
Linsey’s voice was calm and soft, her demeanor unhurried and poised. That level of calm only made Kase’s attitude seem all the more forceful and intrusive.
For a man his age to be so fixated on the love life of someone else’s son, and a woman he had no blood relation to, was deeply inappropriate. To any outsider listening, his line of questioning would have sounded downright intrusive.
“You—” Kase snapped, but whatever authority he hoped to wield crumbled beneath Linsey’s composed reply, leaving him red-faced and rattled.
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