Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 7

Effie walked straight to Mitchell's office. Just as she was about to knock, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, leaving a narrow gap.

Through the crack, she caught sight of Suzan curled up in Mitchell's arms, her voice soft and sulky. "Darling, do you love me more, or do you love Effie more?"

Mitchell held her close, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Of course I love you, you little bitch. But we have to be careful at work-Effie's here, too."

"Hmph, you always say that, but you're still so polite to her. You just don't love me enough!" Suzan pouted, her tone laced with grievance and resentment.

Mitchell quickly patted her back, trying to soothe her. "Silly, you're the one I love most. Effie's one of the company's founders and still owns a good chunk of shares. We need her designs for now. But once the time is right, I'll handle her. Trust me, you're the only one in my heart."

Suzan's expression finally softened, a faint smile tugging at her lips, but she pressed on, unwilling to let it go. "Mitchell, can I use Effie's new design sketches for the competition? I just want to help you win."

calculation as he smiled. "Soon. Once this jewelry design contest is over, I'll find a reason to push her out of

better. But you'd better keep your promise and not get

Effie listened, her heart

hadn't expected that Mitchell was not only involved with Suzan, but that the two of them were plotting to force her

that her nails dug into her palms, but she felt no pain-only

slow, steadying breath, forcing herself to

from the door and turned down the

in her own office, she sank into her chair, thoughts

sketch lying on her desk. A new idea began to take shape

had arrived, soon entered her office as

calm and collected,

with both hands on her desk, his tone