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.

of my own. I

now on, you're Mrs. Etheridge. That 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

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

feeling from the sting

rush of warmth, a sense that she truly mattered to someone. "Alright,"

to buy, go ahead and get it. Don't worry about the price,"

"Okay, I understand."

left with

her back to the

needed to prepare

phone away, Effie headed back to the

dinner, she planned to go shopping

frown. "What took you so long?

sound casual. "It's nothing. I just ran

up here? Did they hit you? Where are they? I'll

slapped

those two, I swear

Eat up. Afterwards, come with me to the mall-I

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