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.

Ms. Cooper. The same Ms. Cooper you specifically asked me

Butler's eyes widened

place. No wonder her voice had sounded so familiar. She was

forced a wide, obsequious smile. "Ms.

chin, cool and regal. "Weren't

no, not at all! Total misunderstanding, I assure you," Irving Butler stammered, twisting his

to drink? It's nearly lunchtime—I'd

be necessary. All I want

Bagnold didn't sign with me, she'd be out. Well, I've signed. What

himself to swallow his pride, Irving turned to Effie, his jaw visibly clenched though he

the blame,

raised an eyebrow, the corners of her mouth twitching. "Did you give

Butler was left

settled, then. I'll be coming to Designer Bagnold for all future projects," Ms.

leaving." She gestured