Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 36

"Alright." Mitchell gritted his teeth as he answered.

He knew there was no stopping Effie now.

He couldn't figure out what had gotten into her-she was a completely different person these days.

Effie used to be utterly devoted to him. No matter how badly he behaved, she would always forgive him.

But this time, she was dead set on breaking up. No pleading, no games-she meant it.

At first, Mitchell thought she was just playing hard to get, but now, seeing her so determined, he realized she was serious.

Well, if he couldn't keep her, he'd at least squeeze out whatever use he could from her before she left.

Mr. Horace was notoriously difficult—and had a reputation for being a lech. None of the other designers wanted to deal with him.

So, Mitchell deliberately tossed this thorny problem Effie's way.

If Effie wanted out, she'd just have to handle it.

After work that evening, Effie texted Lyman to say she had a business dinner.

Lyman saw the message and, with nothing better to do at home, called up his childhood friend Vinson Elliott and a few buddies to go out for drinks.

another colleague, expecting

expect Suzan to tag

you for the

slightly. Was Suzan just there to

Suzan insist

straightened her shoulders and said

supervise. Mr. Horace is one of

sounded like she

had volunteered herself for

going, there

Horace-his reputation preceded him. Suzan was eager to see how Effie

heading straight for

Private Dining Room, Restaurant

the food. A short while later, Mr. Horace arrived with

good evening. I'm

up and down before extending his hand. "A pleasure to meet you,

immediately shook his

wasn't sure if she was imagining things, but it felt like Mr. Horace's fingers lingered, almost brushing her palm. Goosebumps prickled

glanced at him,

she was just being

was seated, waiters in crisp white shirts started bringing out the courses, gliding around the room with

opportunity to set the contract on the table and tried to steer the conversation