Chapter 308

She realized, as she left Lyman's office just now, she'd forgotten to tell Isabel to come out with her.

Wait-could Isabel still be in Lyman's office?

If it were anyone else, Annabel would have just called directly, but with Effie beside her, she hesitated. After all, she hadn't known Effie that long, and couldn't be sure how she'd react.

"I'll call her manager," Annabel said.

"Alright," Effie replied.

As Annabel stepped aside to make the call, she didn't notice Lyman and Fenton approaching from down the hall.

Effie spotted them first and instinctively wanted to wave at Lyman, but remembered she was at work and managed to restrain herself.

Fenton nudged Lyman with his elbow. "Hey, man, I heard your wife's too embarrassed to go public with you. Honestly, I thought-come on, you're Lyman! How could that be?"

"But now..." Fenton trailed off, a sly grin on his face.

shot him a

wife's a bit reserved at work, that's all. At home, she's caring and sweet-a perfect wife. Unlike some people who go home to an empty apartment

wounded. "Are you even human? That's just mean." Lyman shrugged. "Well, I'm

that day, just the last few lines-enough to know Fenton had called Vinson Elliott

figured out now, huh? Don't need me anymore?

eyebrow. "You can threaten all you want, but

sure?" Fenton gritted his teeth, clearly itching to wring Lyman's neck.

over to Effie, greeting her

by his cool, professional tone. Was this really

how to

at first.

it, Effie answered, "Mr. Etheridge, we

and Fenton had completely

"Uh—”

then. "I just called her manager—they'll be

that

and explained, "Isabel and Annabel

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