Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 144

Chapter 144 I Trust My

Instincts

Anthea's fingers brushed lightly over the gown's hem, her face radiating joy. "It's been ages since I felt this happy," she said.

"I knew I'd chosen the right designer."

Seeing Anthea's delight, Linsey felt her own happiness swell. “Mrs. Blakely, please don't hesitate to reach out if you need anything at all in the future," she offered.

Anthea nodded. "I'm attending a banquet overseas the day after tomorrow, so I'll need to leave in the afternoon to prepare,"

she explained.

She glanced at Linsey. "I'll express my gratitude properly when I return. But for now, I need to pack, so I won't detain you

any longer."

"Of course," Linsey replied. After a brief pause, she added sincerely, "Mrs. Blakely, thank you for choosing me. Without your support, I'm not sure I would still be at CR Corporation."

Anthea chuckled, taking Linsey's hand in hers. With a hint of pride, she said, "Well, I do have a knack for spotting talent. I knew you were exceptional the moment I chose you."

Then, with a knowing look, she added, "Your husband clearly has excellent taste as well. Anyone who doubts you is simply

blind, so don't let their opinions bother you."

and surprised by Anthea's words

must have seen

to trust her so readily. Others

rumors.

believe in me?" Linsey asked,

softly and patted Linsey's shoulder. "I trust my instincts,” she said. "You're not that

eyes welled up, and she

Linsey headed downstairs, ready

go," Linsey

disbelief and frustration. She remained seated,

we haven't even finished our coffee. It's rude to

said indifferently, "Then stay and finish your coffee. I'm

say something bad about me to Mrs. Blakely? Why else would she be

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found the

absolutely clear. I am the lead designer for Mrs. Blakely's gown, working alongside the other designers

added, "And frankly, Mrs. Blakely's treatment of you is of no interest

dismissed Cynthia and walked away without a backward

?

with anger and humiliation, her

butler politely addressed Cynthia, "Mrs. Blakely is currently occupied with other matters and