Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

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 the

Lyman's darling wife, and now she was a stakeholder in the resort. If anything went

I think it's great. I really like it

looked pleased with himself. "See? I told

she doesn't love Elliott's Cozy

course. The food at Elliott's Cozy Room is

triumphant look at Randell. "Hear

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

innocently. "But I really do

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

like fun," Effie said,

"Of course it does. Who do you think organized

mischief-maker, piped up, "So, Lyman-are you two planning on, uh, sleeping quietly or making a little noise

cheeks turned crimson. She couldn't even

your precious Cozy Room so much, stick to running it—and keep your mouth

"Woof," Vinson replied instantly.

Elliott-truly a

out