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

1?" His voice carried a frosty

intent.

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

will get significantly

an icy dread crawling up his

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

Gorman again, Danny understood with

sealing

had stolen the heart of the woman Gorman cherished above all

the steam in her bathroom, Linsey sank deeper into the bathtub,

around her seemed to

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through her mind like an old film, leaving her

braced herself

that designer

together

the rumors painted him to be,

looping endlessly in her

in love with her

of crimson spreading across her cheeks, mingling with the heat radiating from

Linsey entertained countless explanations, each more

she pondered, a fleeting shadow darted across her vision, startling

skin lost all color, turning ghostly pale as a scream tore from her throat-a sharp,

seated in a wheelchair by the bedroom door,