Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 224

Chapter 224:

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“Linsey and Cynthia? They’re basically the same. Neither one is all that great. Let them fight it out.”

“Wait, did you notice? When Kylee announced she’d chosen Linsey, why didn’t Cynthia say anything?”

“Maybe she was just too embarrassed. If I were Cynthia, I’d be furious with Linsey right now and would’ve run off in shame.”

The group carried on, their voices laced with mockery, oblivious to the figure standing just outside the break room.

Then, a voice sliced through the chatter, cool and clear. “Linsey, why are you standing at the door?”

Their words came to an abrupt halt, and they turned in unison, their faces going pale. It only took a moment for them to realize that Linsey had been standing there, silently listening to every word. In that instant, the room fell into a heavy, uncomfortable silence. They had been caught in the act—badmouthing the very person standing right in front of them.

Panic gripped them as they feared Linsey might use this as an opportunity to point out their faults.

After all, Cynthia had learned the hard way when she had spoken ill of Linsey in front of everyone.

But just as the tension thickened, Linsey walked into the break room, her expression composed. She filled her cup with water, then left without a word, acting as if she hadn’t heard a thing.

Once she was out of earshot, someone finally broke the silence. “What just happened? Why was she so calm? She didn’t react at all.”

“Maybe she didn’t hear us?”

“That doesn’t make sense. If she didn’t hear, she would’ve at least acknowledged us, right?”

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“You’re right. So, she must’ve overheard.”

“How unlucky. We were just chatting away during work, and now we’re stuck in this mess. Damn.”

“Let’s just drop it and get back to our tasks.”

Linsey returned to her desk, the water glass steady in her hand, her expression giving nothing away. But inside, a quiet irritation simmered. Yet, she kept quiet. What her colleagues had said wasn’t entirely off the mark. Kylee had chosen her without so much as glancing at the designs.

All Linsey could do now was focus on getting the design right. She would prove, through her work, that Kylee’s choice was the right one.

What Linsey didn’t know was that, at that exact moment, Kylee was lounging in a cozy café, enjoying her coffee with Cynthia.

With a forced smile, Cynthia gently slid a plate of desserts toward Kylee, her voice syrupy sweet. “Kylee, please enjoy.”

Kylee took a delicate sip of her coffee, her eyes tracking Cynthia’s every move, clearly noticing the attempt at flattery.

She curved her lips into a small smile. “Cynthia, we’re cousins. No need for all this formality.”

Cynthia’s face lit up at the mention of their familial bond, her excitement obvious.

Thinking this meeting was a personal invitation from Kylee, she couldn’t help but ask, “So, Kylee, did you ask me to come here for something?”

Kylee placed her coffee cup down slowly, taking her time before answering.

She glanced at Cynthia, then elegantly picked up her fork, savoring a small bite of the dessert.

After a moment, she wrinkled her nose slightly and remarked, “This dessert is disappointing—nowhere near the quality of what I had overseas.”

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