Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 87

According to the file, Effie was just an ordinary woman in the workforce-nothing remarkable about her background, and her abilities at work were decent but not outstanding. Yet here she was, catching Isabel's attention in a way that stung with a mix of disbelief and disdain.

"Effie..." Isabel murmured the name under her breath, her tone colored with contempt and puzzlement.

So, she's working as a designer at The Etheridge Group now?

She must've pulled some strings to get in, right? How else could this be such a coincidence?

And apparently, she'd managed to charm Lyman, too.

Worse yet, rumor had it they were even living together.

Isabel had thought she must have misread the information. But she checked again—no mistake. The evidence was right there in her hands.

Her brow furrowed tightly, fingers unconsciously clenching the file as a wave of jealousy and resentment washed over her. It felt like a fire igniting in her chest.

"Effie... What makes you think you deserve all this?" Isabel whispered, her voice icy and low.

"Isabel, don't let this get to you.

"Carole, I have an awards gala at

why?" Carole asked, confused by the sudden change

“I haven't picked any jewelry yet. Why not commission

be a jewelry designer, isn't she? Let's see

prestigious event. Usually, you'd have something made by a top designer-Effie's barely known. Wouldn't that look...

exactly the point, Carole. I have my reasons. If her design falls flat, she'll be the one embarrassed, and everyone will

of admiration in her smile. “Brilliant, Isabel. This is a good way to test what Effie's really made

the corner of Isabel's

to know what's so special about Effie that Lyman

is this the design department? We'd like to commission a custom

politely, "Certainly. I'll pass along your request to Designer

"It's done. Now we just

a chill flickering in her gaze. "Effie... don't

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