Effie felt her nerves begin to settle, swept up in Lindy’s warm enthusiasm.
She followed Lindy into the living room and immediately noticed two distinguished men seated on the sofa.
The first was Lyman’s father, Frederick Etheridge.
He wore a sharply tailored suit, his expression serious but dignified, his keen eyes sizing Effie up with a hint of scrutiny.
Beside him sat Lyman’s grandfather, Bartholomew Etheridge.
Though well into his eighties, he radiated vitality, his gaze gentle and his smile genuinely kind as he looked at Effie.
Lyman stepped forward, his tone respectful. “Dad, Grandpa, this is Effie—my wife.”
Effie quickly moved up, dipped her head in a polite nod, and greeted them. “Hello, Grandpa, hello, Dad. I’m Effie.”
She handed them the gifts she’d brought, her manners impeccable.
Both men smiled, nodding in approval.
Not bad—this girl knows how to carry herself.
Frederick’s deep voice rumbled, “Please, have a seat. No need to be nervous.”
Bartholomew’s smile widened, his eyes crinkling with warmth as he beckoned her over. “Come here, sweetheart, let me get a good look at you.”
Effie obediently stepped up to him.
Bartholomew observed her closely, then nodded with satisfaction. “Wonderful, wonderful. You’re a good one. Lyman, you chose well.”
With that, Bartholomew produced a velvet box from beside him. “This is a little something from me to mark our first meeting. See if you like it.”
Effie hesitated, nerves fluttering as she accepted the box and opened it. Inside was an exquisite emerald bracelet, its clarity and luster revealing it to be an incredibly rare and valuable piece.
Effie, who knew a thing or two about jewelry, understood instantly that this bracelet was worth a fortune—easily millions.
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