Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 112

Damn it!

Which news outlet had the nerve to pull this?

Luther nodded, but hesitated before asking, “Mr. Etheridge, do you want us to issue a statement? This has already started to affect the company's reputation, and... well, your wife might see it too."

At the mention of Effie, Lyman's expression flickered and his tone softened. "Handle the statement, but make sure you clarify that there's nothing between Isabel and me—it's strictly business. As for my wife..."

He paused, voice dropping lower. "I'll explain things to her myself."

Lyman's gaze turned brooding. He couldn't help but wonder-what would Effie think when she saw the news?

Would she be jealous?

Effie, however, didn't have time for such thoughts-she was far too busy for that.

three in the afternoon, Isabel arrived at the

insisted, Effie could've just sent the sketches over for her approval. But

Effie waited in the conference room well ahead of

nearly three-thirty before Isabel finally made her entrance,

greeted her, her voice calm and poised.

you really are something. Finished already? No wonder

wasn't naïve-she caught the

just doing my job," she replied smoothly, handing over the completed sketches. "Please take

In reality, she had zero faith in Effie's abilities. As far as she was concerned, Effie was just another mediocre designer, hardly qualified for a project of this caliber. Honestly, Isabel had only requested

sent a

but the

My God.

really

fluid, the details exquisite; the jewelry combined timeless elegance with a touch of modern flair. Every accent was perfectly balanced, surpassing all of