Chapter 8

Chapter 8 How Does It

Taste

Collin's features remained cold and detached, even as he noted the astonishment flickering across the faces of his

subordinates.

Over the years, Collin had cultivated a streak of invincibility, never faltering in any endeavor he pursued. However, Linsey

had become his unexpected downfall this time.

He had lost a billion-dollar tract of land because of her.

Even the slightest contact with her fractured the self-discipline he had long cherished.

It seemed increasingly clear that distancing himself from Linsey could be the wisest decision.

Collin was lost in contemplation, his face a mask of inscrutability.

Suddenly, a knock echoed through the silence of his study.

He was annoyed at the interruption, his brows knitting together. His tone was cold as he demanded, "Who's there?"

Any intrusion during his work hours was unforgivable.

hung in the air, broken only by Linsey's soft, soothing voice responding from the other side. "It's me.

since last night, so I've brought you something. Mind

Why had she come?

his features. A smirk, tinged with mockery, flickered across

lips.

she up to this

throat. Turning his attention to the screen, he addressed his

command. "Let's put the

moments before, were visibly

he found himself breaking his own rule-for the wife

in the most unlikely

curiosity piqued, they wondered what was

that Collin wouldn't allow them to stay as onlookers. Halting the meeting was surely his

the conversation

they responded, their voice

snapped his laptop shut, the click echoing subtly through the

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unreadable, before

arms balancing

of documents engulfing his

relentless toil since last night, the actual sight of such an overwhelming pile of

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