Chapter 103

Stepping out of the hotel, Effie couldn't help but release a sigh of relief.

Lyman glanced over at her, his voice gentle. "How are you holding up? Getting used to all this?"

Effie managed a small smile. "I'm fine, really."

He squeezed her hand, his tone warm. "You know, you never have to force yourself to attend these events if you don't want to.”

As far as Lyman was concerned, his wife only ever needed to be herself.

Effie shook her head. "It's alright. It's good to get out and experience new things every now and then."

He nodded. "Alright. Let's go."

Hand in hand, they walked away together.

Across the room, Suzan's eyes had never left Lyman. She watched, stunned, as he and Effie strolled off so intimately.

So Effie had really managed to climb the social ladder.

Suzan's expression twisted, a tangle of disbelief and resentment. Damn it, how

Effie get so

her, wasn't she supposed

little vixen must

Etheridge probably still had no idea

with Effie at his

for keeping his distance

except for those old rumors about him and

having a few

The grapevine was buzzing.

heard the

at the Afternoon Tea Social, messaged her the

had turned down every other suitor, convinced

if daring the world to talk. To

did she lack

to believe Lyman could

about

hurled her phone onto the bed.

in the mirror: sharp, elegant features, a statuesque figure, every inch the picture

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