Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

"If your sister can't behave herself, perhaps she should stay home and learn some manners, instead of running around biting people like a rabid dog."

Lyman's gaze swept over Mitchell, cold and cutting, the corners of his mouth tugging up in a mocking smirk.

Mitchell's expression darkened instantly. His fists clenched at his sides before he could stop himself.

But he knew better than to cross Lyman. Drawing a deep breath, he forced down his anger and replied, his voice low and icy, "Yes, Mr. Etheridge. You're right."

Lyman and Effie paid him no further attention.

Lyman slipped an arm around Effie's waist and led her away.

Mitchell stood watching them go, a bitter ache twisting in his chest, leaving him at a loss for words.

Lyman felt Effie tense beside him. He looked down, his eyes warm and steady. "Don't worry," he murmured, "I'm here. If she upset you, I could have someone teach her another lesson-just say the word."

I was the one with the upper hand. I even slapped her. I'd say I won this

Lyman's face. His little wife

the crowd. No one had ever seen Lyman so attentive to a woman before. The way he looked at Effie left no doubt about

She'd expected to feel nervous running into Mitchell,

made appearances like this, but as soon

Effie offered to stay behind and grab a

shot her a

stomach rumbled. She'd heard the desserts here were famous-made by a seven-star French pastry chef flown in for the occasion. She helped herself to a slice of mousse cake and savored it

figure stepped in front

up-straight into

instant. The

of annoyance, Effie said, "You know, decent people don't block

went black. "Effie, what's that

like. You're in my way." Effie's

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