Chapter 275

"What's so surprising about that?" Lyman shot Annabel a look that nearly sent his eyes rolling to the ceiling.

Annabel glanced at Effie, her expression suddenly softening-as if she felt sorry for her.

Effie blinked, thrown off. Why was Annabel looking at her like that? She couldn't read her at all.

Annabel turned to Effie and said, "Still, I have to hand it to you. You've put up with a lot."

Effie blinked again. "...What?"

She stood there, baffled, as if a string of question marks hovered above her head. Honestly, she had no idea what Annabel was getting at.

Lyman's face darkened. He pulled Effie behind him, shielding her like a mother hen with her chick.

Annabel gave a dramatic sigh, but, trying to spare Lyman what little dignity he had left, she added, “Look, Lyman, if you're not up to it, don't drag her down with you."

Lyman's eyes narrowed, his voice taut with annoyance. "And who says I'm not up to it?"

back, “how come you've never dated anyone,

never been with a woman? But then

cut in coldly, "I just haven't met

her tone loaded with meaning. "So

word, but his silence

crept across Effie's cheeks; her heart drummed wildly

side, Isabel watched, nearly wringing her hands in

back to break up

Lyman before-Carole would've expected her to get in the way now, too. But from the

said, "I think the boss just doesn't know what Effie's really like. Once she finds out, there's

hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her palms. Fine, if that's the

Lyman with her shoulder, asking, "So, what was that fight about earlier? Need a hand cleaning it

Lyman replied coolly. "I'll handle it

you coming home? Mom and Dad miss you," he

expression changed in a flash,

off. "Not happening. I've had enough of Mom's

could react,

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