Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 190

Just as Effie had predicted, after dinner Bancroft suggested everyone move to the living room for some tea and conversation.

Fidelia glanced over at Effie, a flicker of hope in her eyes.

But, unexpectedly, the evening passed without Bancroft bringing up anything important.

Fidelia was growing restless.

Isabel had already messaged her earlier, asking for updates, but with Bancroft keeping quiet, Fidelia had nothing to report.

She was just about to speak up when Marcia gently pressed her arm, silencing her.

Confused, Fidelia looked at Marcia, lips parting as if to protest, but Marcia only shook her head, saying nothing more.

Despite her temper, Fidelia always listened to Marcia.

Finally, Bancroft stood up. "It's getting late. Everyone should head home and get some rest."

He paused, then added, "Lyman, you and your family, come with me to the study."

"Alright," Lyman replied.

heart clenched. Instinctively, she tightened her grip on Lyman's

and the

gleam of excitement flashed in Fidelia's eyes. She automatically started to

Bancroft had told everyone else to go rest, it clearly meant he didn't want them hearing

now, she'd

she

his family drifted over, curiosity written all over their faces. Fidelia thought-this is

She hurried after them.

Marcia didn't bother stopping her she

perfection. No matter how

door closed, Effie felt the mood shift instantly. Her palms were clammy with nervous

sure this is just a misunderstanding. Just explain, and I'll believe

photo on the screen, her face registering

she and Granger ever embraced like

it clicked-the hospital. The garbage truck that had come barreling out

out of the way, but Granger had pulled her aside at the

explained everything, then looked

anyone else thought; she just needed to know