Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 205

Effie knew this project was a tough nut to crack. If it weren't, no one would have tossed the "opportunity" her way in the first place.

But she didn't consider it a challenge-not for her.

She was desperate for a chance to make a name for herself.

Effie had kept such a low profile in the past that most people at The Etheridge Group barely knew she existed. Now, whispers followed her wherever she went— people assumed she'd landed the job through connections, doubting she had any real talent at all.

Isabel's recent attempt to embarrass her had only made things worse. The whole company seemed convinced Effie was just a pretty face with nothing behind it.

But if she could secure a partnership with The Hoffman Group, those rumors would die a swift death.

"Effie? I know this is a heavy assignment, but it's also a valuable learning opportunity. Make the most of it," Irving Butler said, his tone almost fatherly.

In truth, he was just passing the buck. He knew full well the task was near impossible.

Once Effie failed, he'd have the perfect excuse to tell upper management that it was all her fault.

He'd already promised Nelly-she wouldn't take the fall for this. Not on his watch. "I'll take it," Effie replied without hesitation.

Irving had prepared a whole speech to convince her, but she accepted so quickly that he was momentarily speechless.

smiled a

was laughing

pressure on

out, Irving rushed to share the

leave, a spark of excitement

before Effie was shown

the racetrack with Shirley by her

quite some time, but the heir to The Hoffman Group

Etheridge-Hoffman partnership still up in the air, rival companies were

was nervous; she couldn't shake the feeling that this deal was a long

coffee as if she hadn't a care in the world. Either Effie was

look who it

a proposal folder in

the documents on the table, and she immediately

"What a coincidence."

we just bumped into each other. Next time, don't call out to me if you don't have to-I'd hate to

"You"

flushed crimson, darkening