Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 143

After Mr. Smith hung up the phone, a sharp glint flickered in his eyes.

So, he'd been fooled too.

If he hadn't questioned Isabel, he never would have found out, would he?

This made things much simpler.

Around dusk, Lyman was called away to an emergency meeting by Luther at the office.

Effie finished her dinner, took a short stroll, and was just about to head back when Mr. Smith appeared behind her without a sound or warning.

A strong whiff of alcohol hit her, making her jump. When she saw it was Mr. Smith, she immediately tensed.

"Mr. Smith, what are you doing here?"

He deliberately lowered his voice. "Just happened to be passing by. Imagine my luck, running into you, Miss Bagnold."

Miss Bagnold?

just stepped away to grab something.

cut the act, Miss Bagnold. You and Mr. Etheridge aren't really married, are you? Tell me, how much

hiding anything this time. His eyes narrowed, roaming over her

be signed-this woman would have no more use for Lyman. Then it would

icy. "Mr. Smith, I'd ask you to show some respect. Lyman and

the man lost

Absolutely outrageous.

always generous with women-actresses, models, principal dancers-I've taken care of them all, and

to her

her disbelief, he pressed on, "I'm telling the truth. You know the hottest star right now, Isabel? When she first

her mouth dropping open in

it be the Isabel

was only one Isabel, the dancer and the celebrity. It was

slander can land you in court. You

to hear such gossip. She'd always thought Isabel was

I've had plenty of women. Stick with me, and you'll live

What you're doing is sexual harassment. If you don't

the act. Once the contract's signed tomorrow, you two are done. Don't