Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 480

They were all shaken, but a sense of helplessness washed over them—the driver was dead.

All of them were upstanding citizens, simply waiting for someone outside the mall, on a wide stretch that should have been perfectly safe. Now, even if they wanted to hold someone accountable, the driver was gone.

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor. Effie turned her head and saw Lyman rushing toward her, his face tight with worry.

He swept her into his arms without a word.

The moment Lyman had heard about Effie's accident, it felt as if his heart had nearly leapt out of his chest. His mind had gone completely blank during his frantic dash over; it was only when he finally saw Effie that he felt alive again.

"I'm okay," Effie murmured, gently patting his back.

He was holding her so tightly she could barely breathe. For a moment, she thought she might not be able to get any words out at all.

Lyman finally loosened his grip, pulling back just enough to search her face. "Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked, voice low and urgent.

pressed together. "I'm fine, really.

she and Lyman glanced toward

then, Friedman Etheridge arrived, disregarding

Lindy in

him away. "Alright,

don't care. I'm not letting go,"

if her entire bloodstream had rushed

looked at Lyman-handsome and reserved-and remembered a line she'd seen online: "A copy can only be as good as the original." She

Friedman perfectly.

seemed awkward with affection, but he'd learned a lot

was thoughtful, caring

said, "there's someone we ought to

close call made Lindy

Effie out of the way, I always thought Isabel might have some issues with Effie,

we were close, she saw me in trouble and just looked the other way. But now, she risked