Chapter 914:

A glacial mask descended over Gorman’s features. Wordlessly, he raised his hand and aimed the still-warm barrel at Collin once more, the metal gleaming with deadly intent.

“Gorman!” Linsey flung herself forward, arms spread wide to shield Collin from the weapon’s deadly promise. Her crimson-rimmed eyes bore into Gorman with icy resolve.

She understood now. Gorman had orchestrated this encounter, patiently awaiting Collin’s arrival.

The truth had been there all along—Collin’s appearance was never a surprise but an anticipated certainty.

The men gathered beforehand served one chilling purpose: to ensure Collin’s death.

“Linsey! Move!” Collin’s voice tore through the tension, urgent and panicked.

Gorman’s judgment. One bullet had already found its mark; a second could fly at any

protective stance, crimson fury bloomed in his eyes. His lips

you shield him so desperately before

as he delivered

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remains under

from Linsey’s clenched jaw, days of buried terror finally breaking through as sobs wracked

fluid motion, Gorman hurled the pistol to

dangerous tenderness. “I’ll spare Collin’s life on one condition—marry me. His survival rests in your hands. Shall we

white as he fought to contain the

impossible! I will never marry you!” The words tore from Linsey’s throat even as relief washed through her

momentary calm, her resolve crystallized like steel. Love for Gorman was unimaginable—marriage, an impossibility she

Gorman’s gaze, extinguishing whatever light had lingered there. Even in this pivotal moment, Linsey refused to offer him the

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