Chapter 283

Lyman stepped out of the apartment with another man just as a woman hurried toward them.

"Mr. Fenton."

Jen Ames planted herself squarely in Fenton's path, exuding an air of authority. She pulled out a bank card and held it out to him. "Mr. Fenton, represent me in court. Every cent of the hundred million on this card is yours."

Jen looked at Fenton with absolute confidence-who could possibly turn down that kind of money?

Fenton arched an eyebrow. Rather than accepting right away, he glanced over at Lyman.

Lyman said nothing, simply gazing back at Fenton, unwavering.

Only then did Jen notice Lyman standing beside him.

The second her eyes landed on Lyman, her expression darkened and the confident smile vanished from her face.

Without hesitation, she slipped the card back into her purse. "I understand," she said crisply.

spun on her heel and strode

her presence made it feel as if an army marched behind her, her

at his lips. "You saw that, right? I just threw away a

it up to you,"

Fenton's smile widened. "Excellent."

on your wife

mention of Effie, Lyman's expression grew

this

the police station just in time to witness Mitchell, thoroughly drunk, being dragged out by two officers and dumped unceremoniously

right at

Lyman stopped.

someone's presence, Mitchell looked up and locked eyes with Lyman. His gaze hardened, his voice cold. "You never really loved Effie. Why can't you

be bothered to respond. He moved to step around Mitchell and

the only one who can save

shook off his grip and

Maybe you should just hand

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