Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 136

"Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith, welcome." Lyman's voice was low and steady, edged with his usual reserve.

Mr. Smith offered a polite smile as he reached out to shake Lyman's hand. "Mr. Etheridge, I've heard so much about you. It's a pleasure to finally have the chance to work together."

His gaze drifted to Effie then, and for a brief moment, his eyes lit up-though he quickly composed himself.

With gentle courtesy, he said, "And you must be Mrs. Etheridge? The rumors don't do you justice. Mr. Etheridge is truly a fortunate man."

Effie nodded gracefully. "You flatter me, Mr. Smith. Welcome to both you and Mrs. Smith."

When Mr. Smith extended his hand, Effie responded in kind, offering her own. But as their hands met, she felt the faintest brush-almost as if his fingers had deliberately grazed her palm. A small shiver ran down her spine.

Mrs. Smith stepped forward, her manner warm as she clasped Effie's hand. "Mrs. Etheridge, I hope we won't trouble you too much during our stay."

Effie felt her nerves ease slightly. "It's no trouble at all, Mrs. Smith. It's my

to load the luggage, and together they set off

was nestled within the resort, offering everything from dining to entertainment—a one-stop

took the front seats, already deep in discussion about the details of their business partnership. Effie and Mrs. Smith settled into the

fair. Even this close, I can't see a single pore!" Mrs. Smith remarked with a

idle flattery; Effie's skin truly had a rosy, porcelain glow-like

replied warmly. "I

her looks were rather ordinary, she

to travel. It's wonderful to get away with my husband for a change—I'm looking forward to relaxing here," Mrs. Smith replied, eyes

After all, as Lyman's wife, Effie's status was nothing to scoff

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