Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 305
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Chapter 305:
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“It’s been so long. Have you really forgotten me?”
He understood her confusion. After all, during the brief, crucial moments Linsey had saved him, he had been barely conscious, his world a blur. It made sense that she wouldn’t recognize his voice now. Yet, he couldn’t resist the playful tease, eager to bridge the gap that time had stretched between them.
Linsey’s brow furrowed in confusion, her eyes narrowing with a flicker of suspicion.
“Who exactly are you?” she demanded, her voice tinged with skepticism. She was now utterly convinced that she had no idea who was on the other end of the call.
Gorman, on his side, kept his tone even and patient. “You really want to know who I am?” he teased lightly. “You’ll know soon enough when we meet. Tonight at seven, I’ll be waiting at Rayhill Hotel. We can catch up…”
He was cut off abruptly by the stark “beep” of the line going dead, leaving his words hanging in the air.
Gorman gaped at his phone, his face a mix of astonishment and indignation. Did a woman just hang up on him? Unbelievable. That had never happened to him—not once in his entire damn life.
Meanwhile, Linsey tossed her phone aside and let out a scoff, returning to her video app with a dismissive snicker.
“Where do these scammers get off?” she mused aloud, her tone icy. “They’re getting bolder by the day, even daring to target someone like me.”
The Rayhill Hotel was known as the pinnacle of luxury in Grester, accessible only to the elite. Clearly, this scammer hadn’t done his homework before trying to pull off his ruse.
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Linsey paused, a realization slowly creeping upon her. Could this be that notorious scam where con artists posed as affluent suitors to lure their victims into financial traps?
Scammers put on the perfect act—rich, loving, and trustworthy—until they had a girl wrapped around their finger and her money in their pocket. The second the girl thought the scammer’s love was real and handed over her hard-earned cash, he vanished like a ghost—leaving her broke and betrayed.
That same afternoon, Linsey’s phone rang once again. It was the same number. Her eyes narrowed, a surge of anger coursing through her veins. These lowlife scammers had probably tricked tons of people with their lies. It was downright infuriating!
Without a moment’s hesitation, Linsey answered the call, her voice laced with icy fury. “Quit calling me, you lying scumbags! Go find another fool to scam! You slimy piece of shit, you really thought I’d fall for this? Not happening! Crawl back into whatever fucking hole you came from before I report your sorry ass!”
After giving the caller a piece of her mind, she hung up and immediately blocked the number.
On the other end, Gorman stared at his phone’s fading screen, engulfed in silence. Stunned into silence, his subordinates didn’t dare to say a word.
After a long hunt, they had finally tracked down the woman who had once saved Gorman’s life. They had anticipated a heartfelt reunion, but instead, they had witnessed their boss getting rebuked harshly.
Observing Gorman’s prolonged silence, his team felt a growing unease. They worried he might direct his frustration towards them, given the unexpected turn of events.
After a prolonged silence, when his subordinates had all but concluded that Gorman would remain quiet, laughter burst forth, filling the room. His team was taken aback, wondering if they had misheard.
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