Chapter 43

Effie felt her nerves begin to settle, swept up in Lindy's warm enthusiasm.

She followed Lindy into the living room and immediately noticed two distinguished men seated on the sofa.

The first was Lyman's father, Frederick Etheridge.

He wore a sharply tailored suit, his expression serious but dignified, his keen eyes sizing Effie up with a hint of scrutiny.

Beside him sat Lyman's grandfather, Bartholomew Etheridge.

Though well into his eighties, he radiated vitality, his gaze gentle and his smile genuinely kind as he looked at Effie.

Lyman stepped forward, his tone respectful. "Dad, Grandpa, this is Effie-my wife."

Effie quickly moved up, dipped her head in a polite nod, and greeted them. "Hello, Grandpa, hello, Dad. I'm Effie."

She handed them the gifts she'd brought, her manners impeccable.

Both men smiled, nodding in approval.

this girl knows how

a seat. No

he beckoned her over. "Come here, sweetheart, let

stepped

"Wonderful, wonderful. You're a good one.

beside him. "This is a little something

it. Inside was an exquisite emerald bracelet, its clarity

or two about jewelry, understood instantly that this bracelet was

as she protested, "Grandpa, this... this is far too generous. I can't accept

exchanged glances, their smiles deepening with approval. Clearly, she wasn't the type to covet

I never take it back. It's just a

have picked these

Lindy presented

deed to a property,

pile in Effie's hands towered over

She was stunned.

this a bit

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