Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 240

Effie's brows knit in subtle annoyance as she replied to Irving Butler, "Mr. Butler, there's really no need for you to trouble yourself with this. We're both just trying to keep the clients happy, aren't we?"

Irving let out a dismissive snort.

At that moment, Lyman's assistant called back, informing them that the private dining room had already been taken by one of Lyman's friends.

But then, to everyone's surprise, the front desk staff greeted Effie and her group with unusual warmth, ushering them straight toward the very room in question.

If Irving Butler still hadn't figured out what was going on by now, he really was as dense as a brick.

Face tense, Irving trailed after the group. Once inside the private room, he forced a nonchalant smile, anxious not to let the Pattersons see through his unease.

There was no denying it-Lyman's private suite was in a different league altogether.

The room wasn't much larger than the others, but the interior exuded old-world charm. Instead of seeing a table and chairs upon entering, guests were met by a handcrafted wooden screen fitted with display shelves, artfully obscuring the view beyond. Anyone passing by could only catch a teasing glimpse of what lay inside.

themselves were lined with genuine antiques-none of them cheap replicas. Each piece was

hoping to curry favor with Lyman. If he liked

stood a table of polished hardwood, surrounded by six chairs just right for Lyman and his brothers, who often gathered here. Any more seats would

had visited once before, so she took

the others, though, it was their first time. They couldn't help but gawk at the paintings on the walls and the treasure-laden shelves, eyes

ladder. Yet, standing here, he realized that things Lyman dismissed as worthless would be considered priceless treasures

keep working harder, that

floored by his boss's wealth. Any one of these "cast- offs" could probably

the servers brought out a parade of lavish dishes, far beyond anything they'd seen in the other private rooms-this was a

Irving Butler had only ever heard about on

found

this?" Irving muttered under his breath, eyeing the spread nervously. This had to

the best for them. "I'll pay for anything over