Chapter 80

Effie offered a faint, unbothered smile. "Vera, right back at you," she replied coolly.

Vera's face turned a dangerous shade, but with so many eyes on her, she swallowed her anger and forced out a cold retort. "Don't get too comfortable. This isn't over."

Effie just shrugged, her lips curving into a dismissive grin before she turned and left the guest room.

"If they want to play games, I'll play along," she murmured to herself, a glint of icy determination flickering in her eyes.

At that exact moment, a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom was gliding up the drive to Bagnold Mansion.

Lyman was back from his business trip.

He hadn't even gone home yet-he'd come straight here.

He'd tried calling Effie earlier, but she hadn't answered any of his calls.

Anxious, Lyman had Luther look into it, and only then discovered it was Selma's birthday celebration-Effie had returned to the family estate.

A heaviness crept into Lyman's chest.

Why hadn't Effie told him about Selma's birthday party? Weren't they married now?

still didn't see herself as his

think their marriage was just some kind of

made his expression

of

family matriarch, had always

the old lady in high

he strode

moment people saw him, the entire room fell into

its most influential men. And

kind of clout did Selma have to warrant

herself was taken

people, ever come to be connected with someone

hurriedly stood, flustered but beaming. "Mr... Mr. Etheridge, what an honor!

"Mrs. Bagnold, I wish you

wrapped boxes-inside were rare and valuable health supplements, the kind reserved for only

to prepare, but I hope

you! Your presence

I could do," Lyman

only just caught sight of Lyman,

meet such a powerhouse in person? Today was a

from ear to ear. "Mr. Etheridge, it's a real privilege to have you here—our home is truly honored! Please,

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