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.

a favor once he grudgingly agreed, but he made it clear it

brows knit together, unconvinced. "Are

them together, laughing and talking; it didn't look like there was

a faint, self-mocking smile. "I know my place. Why would

deepened, frustration simmering inside

might be his way in-clearly,

"I thought you had some backbone.

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

stood and walked

second longer in that room made her feel

always known what kind of man Shepard was, but having it

told you-men like Lyman

heavy sigh, feeling utterly

Effie a moment ago and couldn't help but

scheming for

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