Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 329

Chapter 329 Haven't I Always Stood By My...

Fernanda's eyes widened in disbelief, a mixture of shock and confusion clouding her features. She had never fathomed that Gorman would have a crush on Linsey,

of all people.

What elusive charm did that scheming bitch possess to make so many men fall under her spell?

Despite her reservations, Fernanda knew she was cornered. With the stakes this high, she couldn't afford to be choosy.

Whatever it took to get Huntley out of trouble, she was ready to do it.

"Alright, Mr. Green, I accept your terms," Fernanda agreed, her voice firm yet tinged with desperation. "You have my word, I'll handle everything."

They continued their tense conversation a little longer before Fernanda made her exit.

As she departed, Danny, wearing an expression of bewilderment, turned to Gorman. "Turns out Huntley came dangerously. close to harming Ms. Brooks. You're not really planning to hold up your end of the deal and get him out, right?"

Gorman responded with a knowing chuckle, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards in amusement, "Of course, I am. Haven't I always stood by my promises?"

But the uneasy feeling still gnawed at Danny.

After all, Kylee had paid a steep price for merely attempting to ruin Linsey's career.

Could Gorman truly intend to let Huntley escape unscathed?

The air grew heavy with tension as Gorman's expression darkened, his eyes brimming with a chilling malice. "But I never

did 1?" His voice carried a frosty sharpness, each syllable

intent.

of his lips, he added, "After all, it's challenging to make moves while he's still confined. Once he's

will get

icy dread crawling up his

was unmistakable-Gorman's ruthless nature hadn't softened in

with

sealing one's

no exception, especially since he had stolen the heart of the woman Gorman cherished

her bathroom, Linsey sank deeper into the bathtub, the warmth of the water soothing

to mirror the turmoil in

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evening's reunion flickered through her mind like an old film,

herself to shoulder a daunting debt

the lavish gifts he distributed, from that designer dress to fine wine and exquisite perfumes-left

brow knit together

Collin wasn't the loser the rumors painted him to be, then why had

her, looping endlessly in her mind without

possible that Collin had fallen in love with her from their very first

spreading across her cheeks, mingling with the heat radiating from

thoughts, Linsey entertained countless explanations, each

she pondered, a fleeting shadow

lost all color, turning ghostly pale as a scream

Collin was seated in a wheelchair by the bedroom