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."

see? I was the one with the upper hand. I even slapped her. I'd say I

Lyman's face. His

nearby had witnessed the scene, and whispers rippled through the crowd. No one had ever seen Lyman so attentive to a woman

herself with ease and composure. She'd expected to feel nervous running into Mitchell, but now, looking at him, he seemed like nothing more than a

ever made appearances like this, but as soon as he did, someone pulled him

offered to stay behind and grab a bite

her a quick

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

stepped in front of her, blocking

up-straight into

appetite vanished in an instant. The

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

"Effie, what's that supposed

in my way."

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