Chapter 1260:
“Seriously, though. We’re earning peanuts while dealing with absolute hell. I honestly can’t take much more of this.”
“Money’s impossible to earn, and life keeps getting harder. God, everything about this situation sucks!”
Confusion creased Linsey’s brow as she read through the complaints. She quickly typed a response to the group chat. “What happened?”
The moment her message appeared, the chat exploded into chaos, responses flooding in so fast that they buried her question completely.
Scrolling through each frantic message from her colleagues, the full picture slowly came into focus for Linsey.
Before everything fell apart, she had worked at Felix’s company as the design director. But after discovering Felix’s betrayal, Collin had essentially imprisoned her at his place, making it impossible for her to return to her job. Felix had wasted no time promoting Joanna to fill the director position, but Joanna was completely out of her depth. She stumbled through each day, barking…
Contradictory orders and unreasonable insults were hurled at the staff by Joanna. She even dragged the team out of bed at three or four in the morning for emergency work sessions, naturally without a cent of overtime pay.
Linsey’s frown deepened with each message she read, her fury building at Joanna’s reckless behavior.
Just as her fingers moved to type a response in the group chat, something landed squarely on her leg. Linsey startled so violently that she nearly sent her phone flying.
Glancing up, she found Collin hovering nearby, having approached without making a sound. “What are you doing?” she demanded, irritation sharp in her voice.
Collin sat motionless in his wheelchair, his expression as cold and unreadable as stone. The sight of him like this only fueled Linsey’s annoyance.
Still, they had only just returned home, and arguments required energy she simply didn’t have. Exhaustion weighed down her limbs, and the thought of another endless round of bickering made her feel sick.
Forcing herself to stay calm, Linsey glanced down at whatever Collin had thrown at her. A crumpled ball of paper sat on her leg.
Her barely controlled anger surged back to life. Did he seriously just throw garbage at her?
“Collin!” Linsey snapped, snatching up the paper ball and hurling it right back at him. The paper ball landed squarely in Collin’s lap.
Before he could get a word out, Linsey’s temper exploded. “Could you show some basic respect, please? Deal with your own mess. If you want to throw trash around, aim for the actual trash can. Why did you throw it at me? Do I look like a garbage bin to you?”
From his wheelchair, Collin let out a harsh, mocking laugh. “Linsey, are you completely blind?”
“No, you are!” Linsey shot back without hesitation, her glare fierce and unafraid, pure rage blazing in her eyes.
Collin lobbed the paper ball at her again, his voice dripping with condescension. “If you’re not blind, then tell me what you’d call this trash.”
“What else would anyone call a piece of paper wadded up like that?” Linsey fired back.
Annoyance flickered across Linsey’s face as she reached for the battered paper ball, ready to send it flying in Collin’s direction once more. But he was already shifting his wheelchair, making a swift retreat before she could act.
