Chapter 258

"We never actually made a bet."

"Let's have some stakes, come on. It's no fun otherwise." Lyman's tone was casual, but the glint in his eyes said otherwise.

The moment he spoke, Randell and Vinson Elliott knew-they were doomed.

"A little wager keeps things interesting," Vinson said with a forced laugh, flashing a placating grin at Lyman.

Lyman didn't reply. Instead, he turned to Effie. “What do you think?"

Effie shrugged. "Sure, why not?"

Randell and Vinson exchanged mournful glances. That was it. Their fate was sealed.

By the end, both Randell and Vinson had handed over a chunk of company shares to Effie.

Vinson grumbled, "Lyman, if you just wanted to give Effie your shares, you could've said so."

Randell chimed in, "Exactly! Here, Effie, I'll give you some of my resort shares."

Vinson shot him a look. "You're so sneaky, Randell. I gave her shares in Elliott's Cozy Room, but you just pawn off your resort--she barely visits that place once every ten years. And let's be honest, your business is new and already floundering. It's barely staying afloat."

his reasons for offering

darling wife, and now she was a stakeholder in the resort.

"Actually, I think it's great. I

"See? I told you

Like she doesn't love Elliott's Cozy Room,

nodded. "Of course. The food at Elliott's Cozy Room

look at Randell. "Hear that? She said she likes

Effie with mock seriousness. "From now on, I'm calling you Miss Diplomat. Nobody balances sides

I

head back and get some rest. I heard there's

like fun," Effie said,

it

Lyman-are you two planning on, uh, sleeping quietly or making a little noise

She couldn't even look Vinson in

If you like your precious Cozy Room so much, stick to running it—and keep your

"Woof," Vinson replied instantly.

Elliott-truly a dog at

help but burst out laughing. He

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