Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 175

Lyman was more than satisfied with that answer.

It seemed that person was no threat to him whatsoever.

At first, Lyman had harbored a few worries—after all, there were years of history between them. He'd even been ready to fight tooth and nail for Effie if it came to that.

But now, with this unexpected turn, he found himself rather pleased.

"Well, if they're not important, there's no need to waste energy on them. We have far more pressing matters to attend to." With that, Lyman swept Effie into his

arms.

Effie squeaked in surprise, instinctively looping her arms around his neck.

Lyman strode toward the king-sized bed, a playful smile curving his lips. His fingertips traced a feather-light path along her slender waist, making Effie shiver in anticipation.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise with every step.

grew more agitated after Effie

take his calls anymore. Was it

another round of drinks, determined to drown

phone, Mitchell hit decline without a second thought.

So he kept drinking.

short, heels sky-high, and lips painted

dangled between her fingers, the smoke curling lazily as her sultry gaze drifted over

alone? That's no fun," she drawled, her voice languid as she

the woman's makeup looked almost hypnotic-her features sharp, alluring. For a split second, Mitchell could've sworn she

her into his arms. "Just a toast?" he

her lips brushing his ear. “Oh, there's more than that. I'm

a while now-he was dressed head-to-toe in designer labels, ordering nothing but the most expensive bottles. Clearly,

breath clouding his senses. For a moment, Mitchell imagined he was holding Effie again, and his arms

voice rough, fingers tracing the bare

to his lips, her nails teasing down

back the drink in one gulp, feeling the burn all