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."

clear she wouldn't say more, their excitement

in frustration

away, Cynthia watched, her nails biting into her palm. Not only had Linsey emerged unscathed, but

The injustice of it burned in

a colleague hesitated before leaning in. "Cynthia, do you

Her voice was

as they leaned in, lowering their voice. "Word is, Coen had dinner with Anthea last night, and she personally insisted that Linsey stay. That was why he didn't

breath hitched, disbelief

Even now, Anthea was

her expression twisting with

room,

her lunch break, Linsey found her thoughts

took on Anthea's design

Could Lend

was always poised, neither

relationship was purely professional, the kind shared between a designer

she really intervened just because she admired Linsey's

wasn't out of the

different name

a hand in this? He did mention that Anthea was an old friend of his

over in her mind, but no matter how she looked at it, the pieces didn't quite

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