Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 143

Chapter 143 How Are Things Going At CR...

Anthea's frown deepened, her voice icy as she rebuked Cynthia. "This creation is Linsey's masterpiece. If I'm going to have

someone help me try it on, it better be her. Your involvement lacks the intimate knowledge of its nuances. Just think about the mess it would cause if handled the wrong way."

Her words sliced through the air, leaving Cynthia momentarily stunned, her expression crumpling into an uncomfortable

mix of surprise and embarrassment.

Yet, unwilling to stir further discord, Cynthia mustered a strained smile. "You're absolutely right, Mrs. Blakely."

Dismissing Cynthia with nothing more than a sharp turn of her head, Anthea beckoned Linsey. "Well, it's about time. Let's

proceed with the fitting."

"Of course," Linsey agreed, her tone respectful as she followed Anthea's lead upstairs.

Trailing behind, two maids handled the exquisite dress with utmost care, their steps measured and silent.

Cynthia was left in the echo of their departure, her cheeks burning with suppressed rage.

That fucking bitch Linsey! No doubt Linsey ran her mouth and trashed her to Anthea earlier!

woman had no idea what was coming-she was going to wish Linsey never

upstairs, Linsey and Anthea entered

the dress on a stand and discreetly exited, ensuring that Linsey and Anthea

antics with a mixture of

Even after all these years, it baffled her that Cynthia still

with Cynthia, even briefly,

with Linsey, who had likely borne the brunt of Cynthia's scheming

softened as she observed Linsey carefully adjusting her dress, her movements

of Collin's

for Collin, almost considering him a

to the idea of him remaining solitary for life,

found Linsey, a truly

revelation had stirred a protective instinct

contemplative quiet, Anthea inquired in a warm, concerned

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Are you fitting in

gentle smile that lit up her

arching in doubt. She said, her tone laced with suspicion, "I'm

you today. Her actions were

into my good

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