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."

in her expensive scarf and winced. "Such

were you about to tell me

to say?" She squeezed

her eyes open and looked at Effie. “I

from nearby desks, and Shirley offered an awkward smile before

jerked, knocking over her water bottle, and she scrambled

you talking about?" she muttered, shooting

girl really was a little too

you like you're the only person in the world. I swear

on to describe how she'd seen Lyman at the stables, gazing at Effie like he

at her from someone

people's relationships aren't anyone else's business,"

trusted Shirley, and she nodded.

Shirley gave

got ready to head out. She stopped by Irving Butler's office

I need to

didn't even look up from