Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 107

The mood in the private room instantly brightened.

Everyone exchanged knowing smiles, a teasing glint in their eyes.

Lyman had always been known for his composure, rarely betraying emotion in public.

"Looks like Mr. Etheridge is under strict orders from the wife tonight!" one

business partner joked, grinning broadly. "Never thought we'd see the day, eh, Mr. Etheridge?"

Lyman took it in stride, raising his teacup and taking a measured sip. His voice was calm, but there was a hint of amusement beneath it. "Honestly, it's not so bad, having someone at home to keep me in check."

Another partner lifted his glass, laughter in his voice. "So it was Mrs. Etheridge on the phone, was it? Well, let's toast to Mr. Etheridge-wishing you a happy family and an even more successful career!"

Lyman tipped his glass in acknowledgment, his tone reserved but clearly pleased. "Thank you."

After a few more rounds of drinks, the business at hand was nearly settled. Lyman took his leave soon after.

He was just about to head back to the office when his phone rang-it was Isabel.

Her voice was shaky, almost frantic. "Lyman, I... I think someone's following me. I... I'm really scared..."

Lyman's expression grew serious.

but remembered he'd already assigned Luther

his

far from the restaurant where he'd been entertaining clients. When Lyman arrived, he

a little when she saw him.

nodded coolly. "What

daylight, someone dared to follow

looks around, there's no one there.

Etheridge, could you please comfort Isabel for a bit? She's never felt very

reply. He walked to the apartment door and knocked. "Isabel?

swung open

Isabel threw her arms

trembling, her fear palpable. The moment

over her, and she collapsed

tears. She buried

scent unique to him filled

this moment could last

recent shower, her face free of makeup and pale with distress. She looked

hadn't bothered with perfume-just the faint, comforting scent

stiffened, a slight frown creasing his brow, clearly caught off guard