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.

girl knows how

have a seat. No need to be

crinkling with warmth as he beckoned her

obediently stepped up

closely, then nodded with satisfaction. "Wonderful, wonderful. You're a good one. Lyman,

him. "This is a little something from me to mark

box and opened it. Inside was an exquisite emerald bracelet, its clarity

two about jewelry, understood instantly that this bracelet was worth a

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

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

I never take it

reassuring smile. "Go on, Effie. Take it. They wouldn't have picked these

Frederick and Lindy presented their own

deed to a property, keys to a

hands towered over her slight

She was stunned.

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