Chapter 141

Chapter 141 I Could Lend

A Hand

Everyone had expected Coen to explode, to have Linsey escorted out without a second thought. But instead, he looked...

concerned.

The rumors about her had already swept through the office like wildfire-there was no way he hadn't heard them.

"I'm feeling much better now," she said, keeping her voice steady.

Coen gave a small nod. "Good. Then head back to your desk and get some rest.” His tone was gentle, almost careful.

As soon as she settled into her chair, a few coworkers inched closer, their curiosity barely concealed. One of them finally

asked, "Linsey, why is Coen being so... nice to you? We thought="

The sentence trailed off, thick with unspoken questions. But Linsey knew what they meant. They weren't just asking about

Coen. They wanted to know why she still had a job.

Linsey met their prying eyes with a faint smile, effortlessly sidestepping the unspoken question. "I'm sure Coen has his

reasons."

she wouldn't say more, their excitement withered into disappointment. They

frustration at the lost

her nails biting into her palm. Not

openly shown her concern. The injustice of it burned in Cynthia's

leaning in. "Cynthia, do you have any

was sharp enough to

is, Coen had dinner with Anthea last night, and she personally insisted that Linsey stay. That was why he didn't push her out. Think about it-someone like Anthea? No way

disbelief flickering across her

Even now, Anthea was

sharply, her expression

to the conference room, determined to buckle down and

lunch break, Linsey found her thoughts drifting back to

hadn't lied to Coen-since she took on Anthea's design project, every conversation between them had been strictly

1411 Could

always poised, neither

was purely professional, the kind shared between a

she really intervened just because she admired Linsey's

out of the

out of nowhere, a different

in this? He did

no matter

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