Chapter 41

The next morning, Effie had barely set foot in the office when Mitchell stormed over, his face flushed with anger.

He raised his voice, not caring who heard. "Effie, what the hell was that about? Were you trying to piss off Mr. Horace on purpose? Why'd you leave early? You just ditched one of our most important clients?"

Effie faced Mitchell's tirade with a composed expression. Her gaze was cool, her tone steady and unyielding. "Mr. Lloyd, are you just looking for someone to blame? Were you even there last night? Do you actually know what happened?"

Mitchell's brow furrowed, his anger barely contained. "Don't try to wriggle out of this, Effie. You know the deal-we agreed that if you didn't close the contract, I wouldn't sign off on your commission. Don't think you can just walk away with the money."

Effie looked at him—this man she'd wasted years of affection on-and felt only disgust.

At least now she could finally see him for who he really was.

Before she could reply, Suzan sauntered over, hips swaying as she put on her usual fake smile. "Sis, you'd better call Mr. Horace and smooth things over. Maybe if you grovel, you'll still have a shot at the contract."

cold laugh, her eyes flicking over Suzan's insincere face. Her voice was

Mr. Horace has

pulled the

went wide. She couldn't believe it—she refused

flipping straight to the signature page. When she saw Mr. Horace's name scrawled there, she blurted out, "That's impossible! You

her a frosty look, her disgust barely concealed. "Suzan, how I got the signature

speechless, her face flushing an angry red. "This

amused by her predictability. Her tone was calm, edging on sarcastic. "Suzan, do you really think everyone's as fake as you? From head to toe, nothing about

on cosmetic procedures, convinced no

eyes. She reached up, almost unconsciously, to touch her cheek. Her

"If you don't want people to find out, maybe don't do it in the first place. You claim the signature's fake? Feel

stood there, perfectly

dial-Mitchell's phone started to ring. Mitchell glanced at the screen, then quickly answered.

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