Chapter 12

A short while later, Mitchell left as well, Suzan on his arm.

Suzan's smile was irrepressible, even for herself. When it came to Mitchell, she was determined to win him-no matter what.

Effie returned from the restroom, only to find a new bank notification on her phone.

The string of zeros left her stunned.

She hadn't even had time to register the full amount before her phone started

ringing.

Seeing the caller ID, Effie's heart skipped a beat.

She took a moment to compose herself before answering.

"Mrs. Etheridge, did you get the money?" The deep, smooth voice on the line sent a shiver down her spine.

The sound of "Mrs. Etheridge" startled her so much, she thought her heart might leap right out of her chest.

have enough money of my own. I don't

means my money is yours too. And, of course, so am I." Lyman's tone was playful, a teasing warmth she'd never expected from someone as famously aloof as

heat rising in her cheeks. She could hardly

a completely different feeling from the sting of Mitchell's

a sense that

If there's anything you want to buy, go ahead and get

"Okay, I understand."

up, Effie was left

brought her back to the present-she really was about

to prepare a

headed

dinner, she planned to

looked up with a puzzled frown. "What took you so long? I was about to

"It's nothing. I just ran

jumped up, bristling with indignation. "What? Those two jerks showed up here? Did they hit you? Where are they? I'll go give them

slapped Suzan back-I'm not letting them get

still fuming. "Ugh! Next time I see those two, I swear I'll tear them to

your appetite. Eat up. Afterwards, come with me to the

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