Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 132

Chapter 132 I Am Linsey's Husband, Collin Riley

Linsey's eyes fluttered open, her vision swimming as she slowly regained her bearings.

The sight of the man mere inches away sent her mind reeling in confusion. In a voice barely above a whisper, she asked, "Why are you here?"

Collin's response was a gentle smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth, his eyes locked on hers with a calm,

reassuring intensity.

He extended a hand, helping Linsey find her balance as she realized she had been unwittingly resting in his lap.

A wave of embarrassment washed over her, heating her cheeks to a rosy flush.

Hastily, she stepped away, creating a buffer of space between them.

The onlookers, seemed to have paused in time, their expressions frozen as they processed Collin's silent entrance.

Despite his confinement to a wheelchair, Collin exuded an undeniable presence that commanded respect, his aura of

authority silencing the murmurs in an instant.

Flanking him was a group of tall, stern-faced bodyguards, their formidable appearance underscoring his importance.

Joanna's eyes narrowed, her gaze flicking between Linsey and Collin with a simmering blend of irritation and incredulity.

fall earlier,

the humiliation, the footage guaranteed to

Joanna hadn't anticipated an intervention, especially not from a strikingly handsome man bound to

was this man who

of Collin, his

the wheelchair beneath him, her initial admiration

change the fact that

face if he couldn't even stand on his own

cracked with venom as she confronted him. "Who are you?

meddle in

a chilling, low chuckle, his tone laced with

me? What gives you the right to treat

the place with an

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uncomfortably.

Collin's voice, paused, her confidence faltering. She gathered herself quickly, her voice sharp as she declared, "Oh, Linsey knows exactly what she's guilty of! She put an innocent person in jail, and all we want is justice for the one who truly deserves

the exchange from a distance, felt a shiver of apprehension.

at depths

Wells family was not known for backing down

turned icy, her tone laced with barely

you can. I'm from the Wells family. Cross us, and you'll face consequences