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.

I have enough money of my own. I don't need this," Effie stammered, trying to steady her

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

feel the heat rising in her cheeks. She could hardly imagine someone as cold and reserved

completely different feeling from the sting

rush of warmth, a sense that

a few days, you'll be meeting my family. If there's anything you want to buy, go ahead and get it. Don't worry about the price," Lyman

"Okay, I understand."

hanging up, Effie was left

her back to the

needed to prepare

headed back to the restaurant's

dinner, she planned to go

up with a puzzled frown. "What took you so long? I

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

up here? Did they hit you? Where are they? I'll go give them a piece of

worry, I slapped Suzan back-I'm

Next time I see those two, I swear

ruin your appetite. Eat up. Afterwards, come with me to the mall-I need to buy a gift,"

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