Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

"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.

study. He said it was a brilliant example of business success. At the time, I was broke and wished I could be half as

complicated look flickered in Lyman's eyes. He reached out and ruffled her hair. "Sweetheart, all my

her face lit up in delight. She muttered, “That's

just of this shop, but of every single branch across the globe! The feeling

it—I need to tell

eyes at Effie. "Lyman, your

as if he hadn't heard

stuck under the car,

Effie: "..."

Lyman: "..."

Fidelia, a look of exasperation on his face. "Why are

ि

snorted. "Mind

could say another word, she bolted out of

had any intention of

straight after work, didn't she? Have

her head. "It's fine,

Lyman

and