Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 331

A flicker of panic flashed in Isabel's eyes. She clenched her jaw and snapped at the receptionist, "What are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean!"

The receptionist froze, staring at Isabel in shock.

"But... didn't you just say "

Isabel cut her off in a fluster, "Enough! If you want to get yourself in trouble, fine. But don't drag me down with you."

With that, Isabel turned, ready to make a hasty escape.

Effie seized Isabel's wrist, her voice cold and sharp. "Not so fast. You haven't explained why you answered Lyman's call."

Isabel's gaze darted away. Why had she answered Lyman's phone? The answer was simple: she wanted to annoy Effie.

But of course, Isabel wouldn't admit that out loud.

and then down at

The receptionist, red with anger, rushed forward. But before she could reach them, Luther stepped in and calmly lifted her away by the collar, as if

wrong person. You'll

just looked at her, exasperated. This idiot—she'd regret her words soon enough, once she realized who was really

Etheridge? Isabel, start explaining. Now." Effie's eyes

thought Effie was harmless, like

knew she couldn't wriggle out of this. Backed into a corner, she braced herself and said, "She misunderstood.

receptionist's jaw dropped. Was Isabel even listening to

hadn't actually said anything directly; but she'd certainly led her on. Otherwise, why would the receptionist have mistaken Isabel

"That's not true! You-"

anything of the sort. Don't you dare put words

the receptionist realized it—she'd been played

at Isabel and the two women devolved into a

no plans to intervene—

they opened the door, a fresh, clean scent-like expensive shower