Hanson’s smile froze, a flicker of irritation passing through his eyes.
He turned to Effie, struggling to keep the genial expression on his face.
“Miss Bagnold, any other questions?” he asked, his tone stiff.
Under his breath, barely louder than a whisper, he muttered, “Women always make things complicated. If it were a man, this would’ve been signed already…”
Effie ignored him. “Where’s Lenora? Where did she go?”
Hanson gave a silent huff, then replied, “I’m sorry, Lenora had something urgent to take care of. She asked me to handle the paperwork for her.”
Effie nodded curtly. “Alright. If Lenora isn’t here, I’ll just wait until she’s available.”
A shadow crossed Hanson’s face. He didn’t believe Effie had all day to spare—she’d cave soon enough.
He pressed, “Lenora’s busy, and she might not be back until this afternoon. Maybe not even until tomorrow.”
“That’s fine,” Effie replied, her voice calm. “I’ll come back tomorrow to sign and pay.”
Hanson clenched his jaw. “Do you really insist on having Lenora handle the contract?”
Effie looked him straight in the eye. “That’s right. If it’s not Lenora, I’m not signing.”
“Fine. Just wait.” Hanson bit out each word through gritted teeth.
He spun on his heel and stormed off, leaving in a flurry of irritation much like the way he’d arrived.
Effie’s grandmother watched him go, worry creasing her brow. She turned to Effie and asked, “Effie, do you think something’s wrong? What if Lenora’s in trouble?”
“She’ll be okay,” Effie said, pulling out her phone. “Let me make a call.”
Effie had barely ended her call when Hanson reappeared, dragging Lenora along behind him, with another man trailing after them.
Lenora looked stiff and uneasy, her steps reluctant, as if she’d been forced to come.
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