Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 324

But none of that mattered anymore—her grandmother had already agreed, and that was all Effie cared about.

Back at the office, as Effie walked in, Irving Butler spotted her and scowled as if he'd just stepped in something unpleasant.

In Irving's eyes, Effie clearly had a knack for manipulation; somehow, everyone seemed to be on her side, even at the expense of Isabel's wellbeing.

Still...

"Effie," he said, his tone dripping with disdain, "some people need to remember their place. Are you a designer, or a spokesperson? Don't get so caught up in your side gig that you forget your real job."

Effie had long since stopped pretending to be cordial with Irving. Now, she saw no reason to play nice.

She looked him straight in the eye and replied, "Irving, are you saying there's something wrong with my work? If there is, please point it out."

Her meaning was clear: if she'd really neglected her duties or let her side work interfere with her main job, she'd apologize, even accept criticism. But as it stood, she hadn't made a single mistake-so why should she put up with Irving's passive-aggressive jabs?

to snap back, but he couldn't find any fault to pin on

impeccably, never leaving so much as a loose

he

office, slamming the door behind

didn't bat

open admiration. She gave her a thumbs-up.

this department, you're the only one with both talent and the right connections, so you can afford to stand

up at work and find an excuse to fire

nodded in agreement. Suddenly remembering something, she pulled out her design sketches and handed them to Effie with a hopeful expression. "Effie, could you take a look and tell me if these are any

"Of course," Effie said.

Peter happened to walk by. Overhearing their conversation, he snorted, "Even if an assistant comes

raised an

and walked

frowned. "What's that supposed