Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

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 Effie soon

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

Mitchell gave me forty

"What?!"

herself any longer. She jerked Effie's hand off her shoulder and spat, "Why would he give you

voice had been low-meant only for the two of them. But Suzan's outburst was loud enough to draw every

staring, curiosity written

was light, almost breezy. "Oh, he didn't mention it to you?

Effie turned on

gossip. “Effie, what's going

only ever seen that many zeroes in math class-she lived paycheck to paycheck,

what forty million

never one to hold back, handed over her phone and pulled up

screen, counting under her breath, "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands,

sucked in a sharp breath. "Holy moly, it really is forty

"Rich Lady Effie, take me

laughing. Shirley was a riot-work was so much more