Chapter 216 What Are You Doing Here


    Coen nced at Linsey, then paused as if recalling something. "It''s not easy making the dress on your own, but Kylee gave us plenty of time. You don''t need to stress. You''ll have more than enough time to finish it."


    Considering Kylee''s superstar status, Linsey figured that made sense. She sighed, still hesitant. "What about my other work?" "I''ll take care of everything," Coen immediately assured her. "Just focus on Kylee''s dress for the next few days."


    His reassurance eased her worries.


    For the next week, Linsey spent nearly every waking hour in the studio, cutting fabric and refining details. More often than not, she worked straight through meals,pletely absorbed.


    Each day, it was Collin''s calls that pulled her away from her work, reminding her to take a break.


    After several more days of meticulous work, Linsey finallypleted the dress.


    She stepped back and took in the finished design. A deep sense of aplishment settled over her.


    With Kylee''s red carpet event approaching, she couldn''t help but hope for a chance to see the dress in action. The thought sent a thrill of excitement through Linsey.


    As the night stretched on, her colleagues began leaving one by one.


    "Linsey, it''s gettingte. You should head home," a colleague called from the doorway.


    Linsey nodded. Then, she carefully draped a protective cloth over the mannequin before locking it inside the ss cab.


    Thepany provided secure storage for valuable designs, and she made sure the lock was fastened properly.


    An hour after Linsey left, a shadowy figure slipped into the studio.


    It was Cynthia. She had been keeping a low profile for some time not because she had changed her ways, but because she was waiting for the perfect moment to act on Kylee''s n.


    That moment had finally arrived. The very night Linseypleted the dress, Cynthia decided to make her move.


    She navigated the dimly lit studio with ease and headed straight for the ss cab. With a spare key she had stolen from


    Coen, she quietly unlocked it.


    As the door clicked open, her breath hitched.


    "How is this possible?" she whispered, her eyes wide in disbelief. "Linsey had created a masterpiece all by herself..."


    Cynthia clenched her fists, her eyes burning with jealousy.


    The thought of Linsey gaining recognition for this dress made her stomach twist with rage.


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    No. She couldn''t let that happen.


    Cynthia''s gaze darkened as an idea took shape. A slow, triumphantugh escaped her lips.


    "Linsey, it doesn''t matter how good your design is. You''re going to fail soon enough." A smirk curled at the corners of her mouth.


    While waiting for a ride outside thepany building, Linsey shivered as a sudden sneeze escaped her.


    The cold night air bit at her skin as she hurriedly opened her ride-hailing app.


    "It''s toote. I can''t find a ride," she muttered, frustration creeping in.


    Collin had told her before that if she ever got stuck like this, she could call him, and he woulde pick her up.


    But she didn''t want to bother him.


    As she stood there hesitating, a car pulled up in front of her.


    The window rolled down, and Linsey''s breath caught. A familiar face stared back at her.


    "What are you doing here?" she asked, startled.


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