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

too. And, of course, so am

cheeks. She could hardly imagine someone as cold and reserved as Lyman

different feeling from

warmth, a sense that

you want to buy, go ahead and get it. Don't worry about the price," Lyman added, as thoughtful as ever, covering even

"Okay, I understand."

was left with a lingering sense

the present-she really was about

needed to prepare

away, Effie headed

dinner, she planned to go shopping with

Effie returned, Nita looked up with a puzzled frown. "What took you so long? I was about

tried to sound casual. "It's nothing. I just ran into Mitchell and Suzan. Got held

bristling with indignation. "What? Those two jerks showed up here? Did they hit you? Where

left by now. Don't worry, I slapped Suzan back-I'm not letting them get

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

with

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