Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After

Chapter 137 I'll Face It On My Own

Collin's eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his voice dropping to a hushed, foreboding tone. "I made the mistake of underestimating Marisol Wells. Set up a meeting with her tonight-I'll deal with her in person."

He paused, his expression hardening. "And keep Linsey offline for the time being. Make sure she doesn't step outside

either."

"Understood," his subordinate responded with a crisp nod, turning to exit the dimly lit study.

Yet, as the door creaked open, the subordinate halted, his body tensing in shock. "Mrs. Riley, why are you here?"

Collin's gaze snapped towards the door, his surprise evident as he spotted Linsey in the doorway.

His lips pressed into a taut line, betraying his irritation. "Escort her back to her room," he commanded sharply.

"No need for that-I already heard every word," Linsey interjected softly, her voice carrying a calm resolve.noveldrama

Her eyes, shimmering with a mix of emotions, locked onto Collin's complex gaze.

Although she had planned to retreat to her room, the lingering thoughts of Collin's potential anger and self-reproach drew her here instead. She had hoped for a heartfelt conversation to soothe the evident turmoil.

Unbeknownst to her, she would stumble upon a conversation laden with secrets just outside his study.

The subordinate recoiled, his eyes widening in shock before he turned to face Collin. "Mr. Riley, my apologies-I didn't

secure the door properly."

Before Collin could respond, Linsey stepped in, her tone protective. “It's really not his fault. I was at the door... let's just say I caught a bit of the conversation by chance."

Collin didn't entertain the thought of blaming Linsey. With a discreet glance, he urged the subordinate to exit, then reassured Linsey, "Don't worry over this. I've got it covered. For now, just focus on taking it easy."

After a brief pause, Linsey approached Collin's desk with a determined look, asking outright, "What's your plan for handling this?"

"I've reached out to someone to get in touch with Marisol. We'll aim to clear up the misunderstanding from her end. If word spreads, it could tarnish your reputation," Collin stated, holding back the full extent of his intentions.

In his mind, more drastic measures to coerce Marisol were already taking shape.

However, he chose not to burden Linsey with these darker thoughts.

Linsey bit her lip, fixing Collin with a penetrating gaze. "And if she decides to leverage this against you? What if she pushes her luck and asks for something even more ridiculous?"

Without missing a beat, Collin responded, "Then I'll concede to her demands- except for dropping the charges against Felix.

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Chapter 137 I'll Face It On My Own

That's where I draw the line. Anything else, she can set her terms."

"No!" Linsey exclaimed, her voice tinged with determination. She inhaled deeply, her words measured yet firm. "Collin, this concerns me. You shouldn't have to shoulder the consequences. Moreover, I'm innocent. This whole mess is nothing but

lies spun by Marisol and Joanna!"

Collin's eyes narrowed, a shadow falling over his features as he peered at her intently. In a hushed, urgent tone, he began,

"I know you're innocent, but if we don't seize control of this situation-"

She cut him off mid-sentence, determination lacing her voice. "Collin, I need to handle this on my own."

A slight frown creased his brow. "Why won't you let me help you with this?"

"Give me just three days," she asserted firmly. "If I haven't sort

it out by then, you can intervene."

He exhaled a deep, frustrated sigh, the weight of his concern evident in his voice. "Do you understand how fast rumors can ignite online? If we don't quash this now, it won't be long before every last person in town is whispering about those slanderous stories."

Yet Linsey's face was the picture of resolve. "Whatever comes, I'll face it on my own."

Collin's resolve wavered, his hesitation palpable in the tense air between them.

"Collin, we're married. We're meant to stand by each other for a lifetime." Her voice softened, and she crouched down, taking his hands in hers. Her eyes met his, earnest and pleading. "I can't just hide behind you forever-what kind of wife would that make me? We're family, and that means having each other's backs. Just trust me, alright? I've already found a way out of this mess."

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