Chapter 209

Suzan froze, a sudden sense of dread creeping over her.

She glanced toward Effie, lips pressed together, putting on her best innocent-lamb look.

Effie sometimes wondered how Suzan managed to look so convincingly

aggrieved. Anyone who didn't know her would probably believe she was genuinely hard done by.

"Effie, I know life's not easy for you," Suzan said, her voice soft and saccharine. "You're trying to save face, gritting your teeth just to come up with that two hundred thousand. If you're in trouble, you can always tell me. I'll help you. I promise."

Effie looked at Suzan, a cold smile tugging at her lips. "Suzan, your acting's getting a bit much."

Suzan bit her lip. "I'm not acting."

Effie patted Suzan's shoulder in a mock-friendly gesture, letting her hand linger there a moment. "Relax," she said coolly. "I really don't need that two hundred thousand."

Suzan's lips twitched. Of course Effie could act so casual-she'd landed Lyman, after all, and with his money backing her, a little cash wasn't hard to come by.

Lyman would tire of

What would Lyman think if he knew Effie had blown two hundred thousand just to open a premium account? The thought alone

gave me forty

"What?!"

off her shoulder and spat,

two of them. But

now openly staring, curiosity written on their

didn't mention it to you? You'll have to ask him

turned on her heel and

wide with gossip. “Effie, what's going on? Forty million? Are you

many zeroes in math class-she lived paycheck to paycheck, and even having four

show me what forty million even looks

back, handed over her phone and pulled

her breath,

in a sharp breath. "Holy moly, it really

as she grinned at Effie. "Rich Lady Effie,

Shirley was a riot-work was so

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