Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 30

Mitchell's expression darkened further, his voice laced with barely restrained fury. "Effie, don't play games with me. Whose car was that? What's going on between you and that guy? Are you sneaking around behind my back? Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Effie calmly set down the file in her hands and leaned back in her chair, meeting his gaze without flinching.

"Mr. Lloyd, this is my personal business. I don't see why I need to report to you. We broke up, remember?"

Her words made Mitchell's anger boil over. He smacked his hand on the table, his voice rising sharply. "Effie! Don't forget, we're not really done yet! And you're already cheating on me?"

Effie's face turned icy. She stood and looked him dead in the eye, her tone tinged with mockery.

"Cheating? Mitchell, you've been with Suzan for ages now. And you have the nerve to come in here and throw accusations at me?"

Mitchell choked on her retort, lost for words.

heaving as he struggled to keep his

some rich boy and toss me aside." His

but now, knowing Effie

wanted three hundred

"Mr. Lloyd, is that a threat?

knew his bravado was just

wrist, yanking her toward him. His voice was cold, almost menacing. "Effie, don't think I don't see what you're up to. That car you were in? It's from the elite auto club. Your new sugar daddy must

under his grip, but she didn't flinch-she just stared at

Mitchell's hold tightened. "Don't make me do

met his glare, her own eyes hard, her words edged with warning. "Mitchell, you really ought to think through the

a moment; his grip slackened without him realizing. When had Effie's gaze become so fierce? She seemed

back with a frosty composure. "Mr. Lloyd, have some dignity. We're

contract again, holding it out with steely