Chapter 120

Now all she could do was swallow her pride and keep her head down.

Effie's lips curled into a faint, ambiguous smile—she was curious herself to see what sort of game these two were playing.

"Vera, that won't be necessary."

"Effie, come sit down. I have something to ask you," Shepard said, unable to hide his impatience.

"What is it?" Effie replied, her tone cool and unhurried.

"What's going on between you and Lyman? I meant to ask you at the last birthday party," Shepard pressed.

Effie paused for a moment; after that party, she'd thought Shepard would confront her, but she hadn't expected him to hold back this long.

Of course, Effie knew exactly what Shepard was scheming.

There was no way she'd let him get what he wanted.

clear it was a one-time thing. He

unconvinced. "Are you

laughing and talking; it didn't look like there was nothing between

know my place. Why would I set my sights on

scowl deepened, frustration simmering

might be his way in-clearly, that hope was

backbone. Turns

were half as capable as you pretend, you wouldn't need to

that, she stood

that room made

of man Shepard was, but having it confirmed

back. "I told you-men like Lyman have their

out a heavy sigh, feeling utterly at a

a moment ago and couldn't

better not be scheming for the family's assets

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