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.

agitated after Effie hung

Was

immediately waved for another round of drinks, determined to drown himself in whiskey until the world spun out

he could count, but every time her name flashed on his phone, Mitchell hit decline without a second

So he kept drinking.

short, heels sky-high, and lips painted a striking scarlet.

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

she drawled, her voice languid as

hypnotic-her features sharp, alluring. For a split second, Mitchell could've sworn she

into his arms. "Just a toast?" he

leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. “Oh, there's more than that.

was dressed head-to-toe in designer labels, ordering nothing but

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

voice rough, fingers tracing the bare skin of

Lily," she purred, pressing the glass to his lips, her nails teasing

back the drink in one gulp, feeling the burn all the