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    A slow, bitter smile twisted across his face. His eyes burned with a stubborn, wounded light. “Tell me, Linsey. What are you ying at? Are you still hung up on him? Did youe back to Grester just to run back to him?”


    Linsey stared at Gorman in disbelief, watching as his face twisted into a near grotesque mask of raw, unfiltered emotion.


    As expected, he still thought she might reconcile with Collin.


    She should never have felt sympathy for him!


    Her breathing quickened, the realization crashing into her with brutal rity: Gorman was doing this on purpose. After seeing the video of her and Collin, he had deliberately brought the children here, stirring the waters, scheming to create chaos.


    “Mommy…” Zenia’s small, trembling voice pierced through the thick tension, her words broken by suppressed sobs, a flicker of fear darting across her innocent face.


    The sound snapped Linsey back to herself. She scooped the red-eyed Zenia into her arms, holding her tightly. “Sweetheart, it’s okay. Everything’s alright now.”


    But Gorman seemed entirely indifferent to the little girl’s distress. “Linsey,” he started, “let me remind you—he has a new fiancée now. Haven—the daughter of the Walton family. Ivy favors her far more than she ever cared for you. It won’t be long before Haven bes his wife.”


    “So what?” Linsey shot back coldly. “I couldn’t care less.”


    Gorman let out a low, murky chuckle. “Oh, really? Then what if I told you they’re nning to take Zander away from you?”


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    The words sent her heart plummeting, lurching violently in her chest. Zenia, quiet until now, stiffened in her arms, her voice rising in rm. “Who’s going to take Zander?”


    Gorman arched a brow and crouched beside them, reaching out to smooth Zenia’s hair in a mockery of affection.


    His touch was soft; his words were like knives. “Zenia, the man you just saw… doesn’t he look an awful lot like Zander?”


    “Gorman!” Linsey snapped, her voice trembling with rage as she mped her cold hands over Zenia’s ears. Tears burned at the corners of her eyes. “How dare you say such things to her?”


    Yes, Collin had seen Zenia.


    But Zenia’s features took more after her. Only a discerning eye would catch the subtle resemnce to Collin.


    When Collin saw Gorman standing beside Zenia, he would almost certainly assume the child was Gorman’s—never suspecting the truth. After all, at the time of their divorce, he believed she hadn’t been pregnant.


    Coupled with her icy, unapproachable demeanor since then, Collin would never dream that she had borne his children in secret.


    The thought made Linsey’s hands ball into trembling fists.


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