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.

us. I asked him for a favor once he grudgingly agreed, but he made it clear it was a one-time

knit together, unconvinced. "Are you

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

know my place. Why would

scowl deepened, frustration simmering inside

thought Effie might be his way in-clearly,

thought you had some backbone. Turns out you're just as useless as your

Bagnold, if you were half as capable as you pretend, you wouldn't need to drag me back here. Let me tell you, even if I did know Lyman, I'd

she stood and walked

longer in that room made her feel

known what kind of man Shepard was, but having it confirmed again only made

Effie's retreating back. "I told you-men like Lyman have their pick of women. Why

out a heavy sigh,

came in. She'd seen Effie a moment ago and couldn't help but ask, "What

not be scheming for the

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