Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 388

Although Lionel had some clout in Blackmire, things didn't always go his way once he crossed into the mainland.

Take this time, for instance. He tried to get a land development project off the ground, only to find himself stonewalled at every turn.

Suzan, eager to prove herself in front of Lionel, did everything she could to dig up information on the Irwin family.

To her surprise, her efforts actually paid off-she found out that Mrs. Lawrence would be celebrating her birthday in a few days. Not only that, but Mrs. Lawrence was known for her fondness for Zenith Aroma's fragrances, so Suzan made a point to come by the boutique and buy some herself.

Suzan remembered that Mitchell had once bought the same fragrance for a business partner. Back then, when everyone else came up empty-handed, only Mitchell managed to secure a bottle—and that was how he clinched the partnership so smoothly.

When the shop assistant spotted Mitchell, she froze mid-step.

She'd been sure she'd imagined it, but now, seeing him up close, there was no mistake.

Suzan had claimed Mitchell was her boyfriend?

Then who on earth was Effie?

Mitchell greeted the staff, "Hi, I've bought fragrances here before. I'm also a Black Card member."

The last time, the staff had treated him with the utmost respect-warm, polite, eager to please.

would

their attitude was far less enthusiastic than he remembered.

moment, please. Let me check with my manager," the assistant

she found Effie helping Mrs. McKenzie resolve a tricky

another woman, and they're asking to buy the last batch of Mrs. McKenzie's handcrafted sandalwood scent. Since

understood-Suzan and Mitchell had

Mitchell had

any of this to Mitchell. Just like she'd quietly helped Lyman

up. We have nothing to do with each other

McKenzie exclaimed, eyes

now

and didn't tell me?

give you

not necessary. We know each other so well, you

about fussing, dear. I promised you ages ago-when you

blinked, realizing she actually *had*

McKenzie smiled. "You may have forgotten, but

to the assistant. "As for that Mr. Lloyd or whatever his name is—if it weren't for this girl, I wouldn't give him the time of day. From now on, he gets no special treatment in this shop. His