Chapter 890



Chapter 890:

Gorman rose abruptly and closed the distance between them. The sudden nearness made Linsey and Caylee's skin crawl.

"Linsey, haven't you figured it out yet?" Gorman's face was all smiles, but his words cut. "You're out of moves. This is me calling the shots."

Linsey's face hardened, her fists balling up as she fought the urge to wipe that smug look off his face with a slap.

"I'm not marrying you," she spat. "You can lock me up here forever, but I won't sign papers with you or walk down any aisle."

"Oh, really?" Gorman's gaze drifted upward, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "Linsey, you will. Because Zenia needs a dad."

Her grip tightened, a jolt of pain shooting through her as she stared at Gorman, disbelief and rage flashing in her eyes. Her head pounded, thoughts grinding to a halt as a deafening buzz filled her ears, drowning out the world.

It hit her like a freight train: Gorman was using Zenia to twist her arm. Setting up those kids to torment Zenia was just the opening move in his sick game.

Gorman's tone was calm, almost casual. "You can dig your heels in and stay here forever; I've got all the time in the world. But Zenia? She's only four. She needs school, friends, a real future. As her mom, can you really stomach clipping her wings like that?"

Linsey's legs buckled, her body swaying like a tree in a storm. She would have hit the floor if Caylee hadn't caught her just in time.

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"Linsey, head upstairs and take a breather," Gorman said, his eyes fixed on her pale face. "This place is locked down tighter than a drum, inside and out. Trying to slip away with Zenia? You'd just be spinning your wheels."

With that, Gorman turned and walked off, leaving Linsey and Caylee frozen in place, their minds reeling, unable to process the weight of his words.

When Linsey walked into the room, the servant had just finished helping Zenia freshen up.

"Mommy!" Zenia spotted her and leapt off the bed, running straight into her arms. Linsey's cold heart softened just a little. She scooped Zenia up, gently smoothing her freshly dried hair, and managed a smile. “Are you tired, Zenia? Do you want to take a nap?" It was around the usual time for their afternoon rest.

Zenia usually napped with Zander. But today, Zander wasn't there.

"Mommy, will you stay with me while I sleep?" she asked softly.

"Of course," Linsey replied with a warm smile, trying to sound calm so Zenia wouldn't feel scared.

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