Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 302

Chapter 302:

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Collin was also filled with gratitude—grateful that Linsey had joined his company.

He resolved that from this point forward, he would do everything in his power to protect her.

Once everything had calmed down, Linsey was finally able to return to work. As she entered the office, she was met with the sight of Coen, who was carrying a box filled with his possessions, his face etched with defeat. It was clear he was leaving the company.

The moment he spotted Linsey, his expression soured.

He wrongly assumed she had come to gloat.

As his thoughts spiraled, his anger intensified. With a bitter sneer, he said, “Linsey, you really had us all fooled. First, you cozy up to Anthea, and now it turns out you’ve been in touch with the founder all along. I was completely in the dark about all this. Well, I give up. It seems I was just unlucky to cross paths with you.”

Coen had once believed he could use Linsey—who appeared to have no influential ties—to advance his own career.

He had gravely misjudged the situation.

Now, no amount of regret could undo his mistakes.

Coen’s misplaced sense of righteousness left Linsey completely taken aback.

“I’m just a designer at CR Corporation. The founder only stepped in because he couldn’t stand by and watch something unfair happen. It’s not as scandalous as you’re making it out to be,” Linsey said.

Coen narrowed his eyes. “Oh, Linsey, drop the act. There’s no point. If you didn’t already know the founder, why would he personally apologize to you?” He let out a sharp breath. “For years, no matter how high the stakes or how outrageous the scandals, nothing ever made him step in. But you—just a designer—somehow changed that? What makes you think you’re that important?”

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Linsey parted her lips, ready to fire back, but after a beat, she shut her mouth. It wasn’t worth it.

Noticing Linsey had no intention of continuing the conversation, Coen let out a dry chuckle, feigning indifference. “You probably don’t know yet, but word just came down from the top—I’ve been fired. Which means my position as head of the Fashion Design Department is up for grabs. And guess what? You’re taking my job.”

He scoffed and strode off without another word.

Linsey stood frozen, eyes wide at the news.

What? She was replacing Coen?

The thought was so absurd she almost convinced herself she had misheard. Before she could process it, her colleagues surrounded her with excited congratulations.

“Linsey, congrats!”

“I knew you wouldn’t be gone for long, Linsey. Someone as talented as you was bound to come back.”

“You’re treating us to a celebratory dinner tonight!”

Their excitement only deepened her confusion.

She frowned. “What are you all talking about? I don’t get it.”

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