Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 60

"How could this happen... How could this possibly happen..." she muttered to herself, her eyes wide with confusion and fear.

Without wasting a second, Suzan grabbed her phone and dialed Mitchell.

Meanwhile, the press conference was buzzing with excitement. Someone called out, "Hey, the one who promised to get down on your knees and apologize- now's your chance! Let's see your performance!"

Laughter erupted around the room.

The reporter who had made the bold claim earlier slunk away, red-faced.

After the conference wrapped up, Effie was getting ready to head home when her phone rang. It was Mitchell.

"Effie, did you do this on purpose?" Mitchell's voice was tight with anger, barely restrained.

Effie's tone was cool and distant. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

was going to steal your designs, didn't you? You set a trap and

genuinely hurt. The Effie he used to know had always been innocent and open-now, he barely recognized

flashing with irony. "Really, Mitchell? Suzan chose to steal my designs. All I did was make sure I was protected. Was I supposed to just sit back and let her destroy my

laughable that Mitchell would dare to

and Suzan were a perfect match-neither of them had a shred of

harsh. "You could've exposed her sooner. Why wait until now? Do you

ever stopped to think that if I hadn't gathered evidence, I'd be the one being torn apart online right now? My

Mitchell fell silent.

considered that. He'd only seen Suzan's misery and felt a flicker of pity. But

no one to blame but

Suzan dug her own grave.

lashing out in his humiliation. "Don't get smug, Effie. Just because you know Lyman doesn't mean

soft, dismissive laugh. "Don't worry. Even if I hit rock bottom, I'd never beg you

she

wave of relief washed over her. She