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

blown two hundred thousand just to open a premium account? The thought alone was

Mitchell gave me

"What?!"

any longer. She jerked Effie's hand off her shoulder

low-meant only for the two of them. But Suzan's outburst

openly staring, curiosity written on

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

turned on her heel and strolled

gossip. “Effie, what's going on?

ever seen that many zeroes in math class-she lived paycheck to paycheck, and even having

me what forty

one to hold back, handed over her

breath, "Ones, tens, hundreds,

a sharp breath. "Holy moly, it really

as she grinned at Effie. "Rich Lady

Shirley was a riot-work was

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