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.

she tightened

her hand in return, and the anxious pounding

Fidelia's eyes. She automatically started to follow Effie and the others, only for Marcia

Bancroft had told everyone else to go rest, it

along now, she'd

but she knew better than to

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

She hurried after them.

Marcia didn't bother

study was soundproofed to perfection. No matter how hard they strained,

closed, Effie felt the mood shift instantly. Her palms were

is just a misunderstanding. Just explain,

photo on the screen, her face registering pure

Granger

garbage truck that had come barreling

but Granger

then

care what anyone else thought; she just