Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 972:

It wasn’t the raw pain of reopened wounds she saw, but a flicker of panic—as if a hidden truth had been exposed.

Bart slammed his fist on the table, the sound echoing sharply. “Linsey, what are you implying? Have you lost your senses, or are you just trying to dodge your commitment by stirring up trouble?” he barked.

Alissa, her voice rough with disbelief, added, “Linsey, are you really going to keep dragging up the past? Gorman died saving you long ago. What nonsense is this? Are you saying this to avoid your responsibility?”

Collin, seated beside her, was momentarily stunned by her words. He turned to study Linsey’s face, his expression grave.

He could see she wasn’t joking or cruelly prodding at their grief—her demeanor was serious. A spark of realization flickered in Collin’s eyes, followed by the faintest trace of a smile.

He silently marveled at the cleverness of Gorman’s apparent scheme.

dropped, her face unreadable. Alissa’s and Bart’s reactions only deepened

to entertain such far-fetched hopes, a part of her longed for it to be

meet theirs. “Your over-the-top reactions just now—it would have

faces freezing as they stared at

and they reported that Gorman’s loyal men were guarding his remains, refusing

home to unforgettable

I was ungrateful and didn’t appreciate his devotion. But what struck me as odd was that after his supposed death, none of them confronted me. They simply vanished.” She pressed her

room fell deathly silent, the only sound the low hum of the air

gaze on Alissa, radiating an undeniable sense of pressure. Whether it was Linsey’s commanding presence or the piercing truth of her words, Alissa felt a chill ripple through her, her body trembling involuntarily. Her throat

who, despite her wealth of experience navigating tough situations, found herself rattled by this

noticed Alissa’s silence, Bart’s brow furrowed, and he sharply declared,