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.

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

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

the heat rising in her cheeks. She could hardly

a completely different feeling from

a rush of warmth, a sense that she truly mattered

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 with a lingering sense of

brought her back to the present-she really

to

Effie headed back to the restaurant's main

planned to go

with a puzzled frown. "What took you so long? I was about to go looking for you.

nothing. I just ran into Mitchell and

up here? Did they hit you? Where are

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

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

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

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