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.

him for a favor once he grudgingly agreed, but he made it clear it was a one-time thing. He even warned me not to ask again. I have some self-respect; I'm not about to pester someone like

brows knit together, unconvinced.

remembered seeing them together, laughing and talking; it didn't look like there was nothing between

smile. "I know my place. Why would I set my sights on someone so far

deepened, frustration simmering

be his way in-clearly, that hope

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

half as capable as you pretend, you wouldn't need to drag me back here. Let

stood and

made

but

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

heavy sigh, feeling utterly at

ago

better not be scheming for

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