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"Man, you were amazing back there!" Fidelia turned to Lyman, her eyes shining with admiration.

Lyman just shrugged. "Flattering me won't get you anywhere. There's only one set available."

Fidelia huffed, glancing at Lyman before blurting out, "My sister-in-law says you're just using scarcity tactics. She called you a greedy capitalist!"

Effie looked at Lyman with wide, innocent eyes. "Well... I did say that. But I didn't know it was you."

Lyman raised an eyebrow. "And if it was?"

Effie grinned. "Honestly? Well played."

Fidelia's mouth twitched. She turned to Effie, mock-accusing, "Effie, that's such a double standard!"

Effie ignored her, gently turning Fidelia's face away. "Shhh, be good. Don't talk." "Why not?" Fidelia protested, fuming as Effie held her head in place.

Effie mumbled, almost to herself, "Don't interrupt me while I'm watching my idol." The moment she said it, both Lyman and Fidelia stared at her in shock.

"Watching... your idol?" Fidelia echoed.

Lyman, clearly amused, looked at Effie with interest.

case study. He said it was a brilliant example of business success.

He reached out and ruffled her hair. "Sweetheart, all

words, and then her face lit up

the woman behind the curtain! Not just of this shop, but of every

can't take it—I need to tell Grace right

"Lyman,

Effie with pure affection, as if he hadn't heard a

should be stuck under the

Effie: "..."

Lyman: "..."

face. "Why are you always

ि

snorted. "Mind your own

another word, she bolted out of

intention of chasing

after work,

shook her head. "It's fine, I'm not

Lyman

hand and