Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Let's Make A Bet

Then

On the other side, after Collin returned to Vista Villa, he made his way straight to

the study.

Seen as disabled and worthless by society, he now stood tall, his former despondency entirely gone. He faced the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression cold and unreadable as he watched the world below.

Just then, his phone rang. It was Dustin Wade, his childhood friend.

"Hey, Collin," Dustin said, his voice casual. "I've looked into your wife. There's nothing shady about her. Her background checks out. On the day of the wedding, she married you because her fiancé left her standing at the altar."

Dustin's tone shifted, a playful edge creeping in. "You know, all the rich young women in town avoid you like the plague. They think you're disabled, and you're cut off from your family-just the perfect picture of an outcast. But Linsey? She had the guts to walk right up to you and marry you. I gotta say, that's some serious courage."

After a brief pause, Dustin added with a thoughtful sigh, "I do wonder, though... when she finds out the truth, how will she

take it?"

Collin's voice was steady and emotionless as he answered, "She won't get the chance. As soon as she realized who I really am, she came up with an excuse and left. She's probably gone for good."

the accident, rejection and scorn had become part of his life. His low position in the Riley family only added to his isolation, making him

man like him-someone with no future was like throwing away a woman's

Dustin didn't agree

their own wedding?

disappear."

a bet then. I bet Linsey will be

eyebrow, his tone calm but calculating. "And if you

out a dismissive scoff. "I'm not going to

a chill down his spine. Dustin quickly backpedaled. "Fine, fine. If I lose, you can make

second that Linsey would return. A cold

about to hang up, a knock echoed at the door. The housekeeper's voice

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Linsey stepped into the villa, her eyes scanning the surroundings. The place was eerily silent, the air feeling sterile and

sparse furniture. It was simple, almost bare-a far cry from the lavish home one would expect from the

Collin now, she felt justified in making some alterations to

going to live in such a cold, lifeless space. She would make it her own, no

redecorate, Collin

gaze fixed on her, his eyes dark and unreadable. He hadn't expected Dustin

let it show, his face impassive. His eyes dropped to