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Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 175

Lyman was more than satisfied with that answer.

It seemed that person was no threat to him whatsoever.

At first, Lyman had harbored a few worries—after all, there were years of history between them. He’d even been ready to fight tooth and nail for Effie if it came to that.

But now, with this unexpected turn, he found himself rather pleased.

“Well, if they’re not important, there’s no need to waste energy on them. We have far more pressing matters to attend to.” With that, Lyman swept Effie into his arms.

Effie squeaked in surprise, instinctively looping her arms around his neck.

Lyman strode toward the king-sized bed, a playful smile curving his lips. His fingertips traced a feather-light path along her slender waist, making Effie shiver in anticipation.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise with every step.

Mitchell, meanwhile, grew more agitated after Effie hung up on him.

Damn it—she wouldn’t even take his calls anymore. Was it possible she felt nothing for him now?

The thought made his chest tighten. He immediately waved for another round of drinks, determined to drown himself in whiskey until the world spun out of focus.

Suzan had called him more times than he could count, but every time her name flashed on his phone, Mitchell hit decline without a second thought. He’d finally managed to escape the house—he wasn’t about to let anyone rein him in tonight.

So he kept drinking.

That’s when a woman strutted over—her dress short, heels sky-high, and lips painted a striking scarlet. Without hesitation, she slid onto the barstool beside him.

A slim cigarette dangled between her fingers, the smoke curling lazily as her sultry gaze drifted over Mitchell.

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