Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 329

Effie and Lyman had been married for quite a while, but she'd never actually visited his office before. No wonder the receptionist didn't recognize her.

Trying to keep her patience, Effie said to the receptionist, "I'm here to see Mr. Etheridge."

The receptionist squinted at Effie, sizing her up. This woman was definitely a stranger; she'd never seen her before.

These days, men like Mr. Etheridge-handsome and wealthy-were rare gems, and women flocked to him like bees to honey. The receptionist figured Effie was just another one of those obsessed bees.

She replied coldly, "Do you have an appointment? No appointment, no entry."

"I don't have one," Effie answered, "but I know Mr. Etheridge and Luther. Would you please let them know I'm here? They'll want to see me."

A glint of mockery flashed in the receptionist's eyes. "Oh, sure, you know Mr. Etheridge. But does he know you? Everyone who comes here says the same thing. In the few months I've worked here, I've lost count of how many people like you I've had to send away. Shameless."

trying to force my way in. Can't you just let them know

can't. If you're so close to them, why don't you call them yourself? Why should I do

job?" Effie snapped

serve Mr. Etheridge, not random people off

I'll call

must have been busy-he hadn't picked up. She tried Luther,

receptionist's eyes on her. When she glanced up, the receptionist was staring at her with a look of contempt. "What, giving up? Didn't you say you knew them? Go on, call them. Otherwise, there's no

not picking up. But I really need to speak with Mr. Etheridge- can't you just go in and tell

receptionist replied, picking up her phone and scrolling through

calls. But the receptionist suddenly looked up, her tone sharp and nasty. "Got hands, don't you? If you make a mess, you'd better clean it

"You"

say?" the receptionist sneered and snatched the takeout bag from Effie's hand. "Bringing this kind of stuff for