Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 94

Chapter 94 I'm Willing To

Trust You

Although she had taken a liking to Linsey, Anthea wasn't one to rely on first impressions. She needed to see for herself if Linsey truly lived up to Collin's praise.

Easing the conversation back to business, Anthea offered a knowing smile. "Don't worry. If I had any doubts about you, I wouldn't have let you through the door."

She let a beat of silence linger, taking an unhurried sip of her coffee before speaking again, her voice carrying quiet authority. "But let me be clear-my expectations for designers are uncompromising. I'm willing to give you a chance, but if you fall short, I won't hesitate to walk away."

Linsey met her gaze without wavering, a flicker of certainty in her eyes. "Mrs. Blakely, I have absolute confidence in my work. Trust me I'll deliver results that won't just meet your expectations but surpass them."

Anthea let out a light chuckle. "I've lost count of how many times I've heard promises like that. If you want me to take this

seriously, you'll need to show me something real."

Linsey barely hesitated before flashing a confident smile. "That's simple enough."

handed it over. "Mrs. Blakely, these are

unfinished drafts, but they should give you a clear idea of my

crossed Anthea's face as she took the folder, flipping through the pages

with quiet conviction.

taken on a client project before. You would be my first, and I don't take this

to deliver a design that surpasses

Anthea flipped through the pages, admiration slowly flickered across her face, her initial skepticism

told, she had only considered giving Linsey a chance out of respect for Collin. But now,

felt something shift. Linsey wasn't just promising talent-she was

order, tracing Linsey's evolution as an artist. The

turned, so did her

Own

about her dedication. Every sketch, every revision, was proof of her relentless pursuit

finally reached the last design, she closed the folder and set it down,

Anthea looked up again, admiration flickered unmistakably in her

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