Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 438

Effie turned, her gaze trailing along Lyman's slender wrist until she met his handsome, striking face.

"They're coming-run!" she urged breathlessly.

Lyman nodded. "Alright."

But instead of running, he stopped in his tracks.

Effie froze, panic rising in her chest. Why would he stop now? Didn't he realize—

Before she could finish the thought, Lyman scooped her up effortlessly.

Startled, Effie instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, afraid she might fall.

A playful smile flickered at the corner of Lyman's lips as he dashed toward the exit, carrying her as if she weighed nothing at all.

He moved fast-so fast that the people chasing them quickly fell behind. In no time, they burst out into the open air, safe and free.

Their driver was already waiting by the curb. The moment they jumped into the backseat, he slammed his foot on the gas, and the car sped off down the street.

Effie and Lyman, hands intertwined, glanced back through the rear window. Their pursuers had made it outside too, but on foot, they were no match for a speeding

car.

Effie

a bright smile breaking over her

reached over and gently wiped a bead of sweat from

hard, and the

her eyes full of remorse. "I wanted today to be relaxing, but- well, that

affectionately. "Don't be sorry. I had a blast. Honestly,

asked, searching his

I ever

in her gut. She started to slip quietly through

someone's sharp eyes caught

told us the big scavenger hunt prize was with that woman-said whoever got it first would win some secret reward. I didn't even believe you until you flashed your staff badge. Tums out you were

more people began to converge on Isabel, eyes blazing

tightening her chest. If she stayed,

crowd as angry voices

high alert for trouble.

the chaos,

that in

foot in frustration.