Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 395

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

The sound was so sharp and abrupt it seemed to echo right beside her ear. Effie's heart gave a violent jolt, and she instinctively pushed Lyman away.

She hurried to straighten her clothes, shooting him a look filled with reproach and frustration.

Lyman, unfazed, simply stepped forward and helped her smooth out her blouse, his touch brisk and practical.

Only then did he call out, "What is it?"

Luther, picking up the irritation in Lyman's voice, felt his stomach drop. He tensed immediately.

Still...

He glanced at the two officers standing nearby, then steeled himself and said, "Mr. Etheridge, the police are here to gather evidence."

"Let them in," Lyman replied coolly.

Effie sucked in a sharp breath. Lyman was truly fearless-he didn't even bother to show deference to the police.

The officers entered, and, upon seeing Lyman, greeted him with a respectful, "Mr. Etheridge."

Lyman merely nodded in acknowledgment. It was all the greeting he cared to give.

every reason to be so

Effie, Lyman said, "We haven't finished our earlier discussion. Why don't you

every drop of blood in her body had

resources for personal gain? Thankfully, it was just Lyman's idea of a joke. He soon left the room

Irving Butler's office was a mess—papers strewn everywhere,

a small bucket and a cleaning rag. "Effie, I'm here to help tidy

All this junk needs to be thrown out,"

"junk" Effie

Who would

Pavel.ne

quite the lecher

his office. No wonder he

less she had to look at

appreciate

Shirley take the initiative, the others quickly jumped in

one wanted to get on the wrong side of the new boss. They all thought, "Let's make

it was nearly quitting

was tradition, after all. A promotion called for a

the team-but only to takeout boxes, and

the stingiest

led everyone to a high-end restaurant, people