Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 414

After hanging up the phone, Lyman turned to Effie.

Effie was leaning against his shoulder, a bunch of grapes in her hand. She held them high, popping them one by one into her mouth, savoring each bite.

There were all sorts of grapes at the market these days, new varieties with exotic flavors, but Effie always preferred the old-fashioned kind-Concord grapes. Their skins were thick, but you could spit them out, and the flavor was rich and sweet, the flesh soft and juicy. Best of all, you didn't have to peel them.

Suddenly, Lyman reached out and gently took hold of her slender wrist, guiding her hand toward him.

He opened his mouth and bit into a grape.

Immediately, he winced. "Ugh... that's sour."

Effie burst out laughing. She watched as his whole face scrunched up in protest, and she couldn't help but find it hilarious.

"Can't handle a little tartness?"

Lyman shook his head. "Most of these are fine, but this one is just... sour and astringent."

Effie looked at him in surprise. "Really? I thought they tasted perfectly sweet and tangy. I didn't think they were that sour."

possible?" he

offered, "Here, why don't

Effie could react, Lyman leaned in for

him away, laughing, "I can eat it myself,

grinned, "Too late, I already swallowed it." He'd

they'd both relaxed, Lyman turned to Effie. "So,

replied, even though she knew exactly what he meant. But she hadn't quite made up her

let Mitchell

indignation

absolutely determined to get Mitchell out.

Effie nodded. "Yeah."

agree, we'll actually end up with the better end of

Mitchell out, so Mitchell is probably going

kept Mitchell in check, Lyman could rest easy. In

and Mitchell

point, Effie and Lyman were in perfect agreement. They both felt it was a deal worth

they had to