Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16 You're All Too

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Linsey's first impression of Collin was of a man dressed sharply in a wedding suit, seated in a wheelchair with an air of

quiet authority.

Despite the humiliating situation of being abandoned at the altar, he hadn't shown a flicker of unease or frustration.

A spark of inspiration struck Linsey.

She wanted to design something for him-something that mirrored his composed and dignified presence.

A small smile formed on her lips as she picked up a pen and began sketching with practiced ease.

Half an hour later, Cynthia rose to her feet, exuding confidence. She strode toward the interviewers, holding her design as

if it were a masterpiece.

"All done." She flashed the interviewers a self-assured smile as she handed over her sketch. "Cynthia Keller. My name's in

the bottom right corner."

The interviewers accepted it with polite professionalism. "Thank you. You may wait outside."

The other candidates exchanged uneasy glances. Cynthia had finished already? Only thirty minutes had passed, and most

of them weren't even halfway through their sketches.

an hour seemed almost impossible. Their growing

do? I still have so much left

have picked this concept. It's too late to

disaster.

murmurs prompted one of the interviewers to issue

twenty-seven minutes remaining."

Cynthia's early submission, remained engrossed in her

their designs and turned them

was the only candidate still seated in the

clock. "You

see," Linsey murmured, her voice steady as she signed

her seat and walked forward, placing

interviewer gave her a small nod of

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the wall, letting out a quiet breath as she sat

seizing the moment to taunt her. "Linsey, what took you so long?

had rallied behind Cynthia earlier eagerly joined

did. The interviewers probably won't forget her

she just

them a cold look and snapped, "Shut up. You're all too

refusing to give them any more

CR Corporation's staff nearby, she had no choice but

and glare in silence.

designs, the interviewers began sorting through them, matching the

When the interviewers finally

rested for a bit, suddenly felt her nerves