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Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 25
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Chapter 25 hapter 25 Cynthia, Are You Alright Cynthia stood frozen, utterly shocked. When she finally snapped back to reality, she found herself soaked in coff appearance thoroughly disheveled. "Linsey!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with rage.

She had never imagined Linsey would lash out so brazenly.

Her cheeks burned with humiliation and fury as she stared at Linsey, teetering on the edge of an emotional collapse.

Today, of all days, she had chosen to wear her most elegant, professionally tailored outfit to make a strong impressi CR Corporation. Her hair was styled to perfection, and her makeup was meticulously applied-all of which was now r by Linsey.

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"What the hell are you doing?!" Cynthia's voice cracked as she roared, her eyes welling up with tears not just of frustra but sheer indignation.

The office fell into a stunned silence, their colleagues' eyes wide with disbelief. A few rushed over with tissues, dabl gently at Cynthia's face, trying to soothe the sting of coffee in her eyes.

"Cynthia, please, wipe it away." "Linsey, what was that supposed to mean?" another colleague demanded, frowning deeply. Linsey stood there, an ee calmness to her demeanor that bordered on unsettling.

"Cynthia claimed it was an accident. This reaction seems quite extreme," one of them added.

Linsey hesitated no more and finally made her move. Her eyelids fluttered with a feigned innocence as she murmured, "M too. I was just as shocked when my own clothes were splashed, and before I knew it, I'd clumsily spilled my coffee just lil she did." Her voice dripped with contrived sweetness, each word deliberately spaced as she bestowed a mock apologetic smile upo Cynthia. Her gaze locked onto Cynthia as she asked with fake concern, "Cynthia, are you alright?" Cynthia's breaths cin sharp, erratic bursts, her bosom rising and falling with barely controlled fury. Her eyes sparked with an intense, scorching wrath, the kind that fantasized about wringing Linsey's neck right then and there.

Cynthia had spent her entire life cocooned in comfort adored at hand admired by everyone she met. The thought of being humiliated like this was beyond belief.

Internally, she hurled vile curses at Linsey, but the overt rage left her lips quivering, struggling to form coherent words.

Linsey, perceptive of Cynthia's simmering rage, felt a perverse thrill at the sight.

Her smile widened, her eyes glinting with mock sympathy as she leisurely surveyed Cynthia's ensemble. "Oh dear," she drawled, feigning pity. "That outfit must have been quite the investment. Such a shame. A mere cup of coffee-worth but a few dollars-and yet it's managed to devastate your beautiful attire. Perhaps, Cynthia, it might be wise to steer clear of 0.0% 20:21 coffee in the future, or you might end up rumb After she delivered her line, Linsey's expression chilled instantly as she discarded her pretense of a smile and spun on her heel to leave.

Her dismissive air only fueled Cynthia's fury.

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"Linsey, don't you dare walk away from me!" Cynthia's voice cracked, raw with emotion. She watchedm Linsey's retreating figure, a spark igniting her resolve. Without a second thought, Cynthia surged forward, intent on dragging Linsey back to confront her. Today was the day Cynthia would put Linsey in her place.

But as Cynthia reached out, her sharp nails almost grazing Linsey's shoulder, Linsey whirled around with unexpected agility. In one smooth, backhanded motion, she seized Cynthia's wrist, jerking it upwards with such finesse that Cynthia gasped in both shock and pain. "It hurts! Let go, Linsey!" Cynthia cried out, her voice tinged with desperation.

Linsey, however, maintained her grip effortlessly, her expression unreadable as she locked eyes with Cynthia.

Words were unnecessary-the silence between them was laden with tension.

Cynthia's eyes widened as she met Linsey's gaze, finding herself inexplicably drawn into the depth of those enigmatic eyes.

A shiver raced down Cynthia's spine as the chill in the air seemed to m intensify, making her feel as though the coffee stains on her clothes had turned ice cold.