Chapter 1370:
She let loose, retorting, “You’re an arrogant, sharp-tongued, standoffish man who thinks he’s irresistible when you’re just… a weirdo!”
Collin’s glare intensified, radiating a frosty menace as he warned, “Do you think I can’t make things difficult for you?”
For the first time in his life, someone had dared to confront him so boldly, and it stung.
Linsey felt a pang of fear but stood her ground, responding, “You insulted me first, so I responded in kind.”
Defiantly, she added, “Was anything I said untrue?”
Collin didn’t answer, his silence heavy as he fixed her with an unreadable stare. Linsey held his gaze, refusing to back down.
The standoff lingered, tension crackling between them, neither willing to yield. Then, the thought of her best friend flashed through Linsey’s mind, prompting her to break the impasse.
“I’m done wasting words on you. I’m out of here,” she said.
By the time Collin registered her departure, Linsey had vanished from view entirely.
Collin didn’t bother arguing with Linsey anymore. He simply pressed the button to leave.
Just as he wheeled himself into the elevator, something felt off. He glanced at the spot where Linsey had vanished.
What was she doing at the hospital?
Then it hit him—Gorman hadn’t been with her. Could he be at death’s door?
After her tense exchange with Collin, Linsey started looking for her friend’s room number.
“Why can’t I find it?” she murmured to herself.
Then, from behind, came a warm, inviting voice. “Miss.”
Linsey turned instinctively.
Not far away stood an elderly woman in a hospital gown. She had a gentle face, with an air of grace and dignity, and was waving at her.
Linsey hesitated, glancing down the empty corridor. Seeing no one else, she pointed at herself. “Are you calling me?”
The woman smiled and nodded.
Linsey frowned slightly. She didn’t know this woman. What could she want?
Curiosity got the better of her. She walked over and asked, “Is there something I can help you with?”
The woman’s eyes sparkled. “I want to ask you something.”
“Please, go ahead.”
“What is your relationship with my grandson?”
Linsey blinked, taken off guard. She had expected the woman to ask for directions, not something like this. “Excuse me… Are you Gorman’s grandmother?”
Gorman had never once mentioned having a grandmother in Grester—let alone one in the hospital.
