Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 297

"Ma'am, you must have misunderstood. As long as you sign with The Etheridge Group, we'll take full responsibility. We guarantee you'll be satisfied with the final product," Irving Butler assured Ms. Cooper, his tone smooth and practiced.

Odd. He was sure he'd heard that voice before-there was something uncannily familiar about it.

Effie watched Irving Butler, her thoughts sharp. Typical old fox, she mused. Not a single crack in his armor.

“If Effie doesn't stay on this account, the deal's off,” Ms. Cooper said, her gaze unwavering on Irving Butler.

He barely concealed his indifference. "Well, that's unfortunate, but since Effie failed to meet the company's requirements, she'll have to be let go. If you refuse to work with another team member, we simply can't take your business."

Ms. Cooper let out a short, cold laugh. "Fine."

Effie turned to him. "Mr. Butler, do you even know who this lady is?"

"How should I know?" he scoffed.

The same Ms. Cooper you specifically asked me to

Irving Butler's eyes widened

into place. No wonder her voice had sounded so

who she was, his demeanor flipped. He forced a wide, obsequious smile. "Ms. Cooper, my apologies. I

Cooper lifted her chin, cool and regal. "Weren't you just refusing

assure you,"

drink? It's nearly lunchtime—I'd be delighted

a hand to cut him off. "That won't be necessary. All I want is for Designer Bagnold to

steely look. "You said if Designer Bagnold didn't sign with me,

jaw visibly clenched though he tried to look contrite. "Effie, I'm truly

the

of her mouth

was

settled, then. I'll be coming to Designer

leaving." She gestured to