Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 219

Effie had no intention of wasting any more time with Nelly. She said briskly, "I've sent you my purchase record. Check your work email."

Nelly gave a disdainful snort, pulled out her phone, and glanced at the screen- her expression shifted ever so slightly.

"Nelly, you drive a Porsche. Don't tell me you can't even afford to pay me back a measly thousand dollars?"

Nelly's eyes flickered. That Porsche wasn't even hers.

"Fine, I'll pay. Just wait."

It wasn't long before Effie received the payment from Nelly.

With another huff, Nelly stomped back to her desk, furiously tapping away at her phone. Whatever she was texting or whoever she was texting, Effie didn't care in the slightest.

Shirley shot Effie a thumbs-up. "You're amazing, Effie."

"Did you know Nelly would try something and that's why you brought that scarf?” Shirley asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

Effie shook her head. "I'm not psychic. How could I have predicted that? You're the one who threw yourself in the line of fire—I couldn't do much about that."

expensive scarf

you about

going to say?" She squeezed her eyes shut, racking

snapped her eyes open

drew a few glances from nearby desks, and Shirley offered an awkward smile before lowering her voice.

it was Effie's turn to panic. Her hand jerked, knocking over her water bottle, and

talking about?" she muttered, shooting Shirley

a little too

Etheridge looks at you like you're the only person in the world. I swear I could see the hearts

at the

Lyman looked at her from someone

secret's safe with me. Honestly, people's

Shirley, and she

Shirley gave

out. She stopped by

for leave. "Mr. Butler, I need to step out for a

Butler didn't even look up from his paperwork.