Of the Lavender stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 254. Let's read the author's Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon Lavender story right here.
If Hanley's wife ever found out that someone had kicked her husband's jewels into oblivion, she'd be out for blood.
Nita was just an ordinary woman—if trouble came knocking, odds were she'd be the first to get hurt. But Effie was different. She was Lyman's wife. People ought to be afraid of crossing her.
Besides, Effie couldn't exactly wash her hands of what happened. If she hadn't blasted Hanley with the fire extinguisher, he never would have dropped his guard, and Nita wouldn't have had a clean shot to kick him where it hurt.
Nita glanced at Effie, licking her lips. She understood the offer Effie was making, but did she really want to accept it?
Yet, in this moment, everyone assumed it was Effie's fault. That was why they were all so eager to clean up the mess. Nita felt a pang of guilt. Deep down, she knew if they realized she was the one who'd actually done it, their enthusiasm for helping would probably vanish.
“Let the hotel manager handle things here. Let's get out of here,” Randell said.
Lyman reached for Effie's hand and asked gently, “Walk with me for a bit?”
“Sure.”
Vinson Elliott and Randell watched as Lyman and Effie wandered off, hand in hand, along the beach. Vinson pulled a face. “Lyman's become so boring since he started dating. Look at him—just strolling around like an old man.”
Randell snorted. “Exactly. What's so fun about walking? I'd rather play cards.”
“Cards?”
Nita had just taken a sip of water to calm her nerves, but her interest piqued at the mention of cards.
“You play cards?” Vinson asked, raising a brow.
“I didn't use to, but after I started working, I had to learn everything to schmooze with clients. Poker, rummy, blackjack—you name it, I can play it. So, what's your game?”
“Well, look at that—a real pro.” Randell and Vinson exchanged a look. Usually, it was just the two of them playing, and they were sick of it. Now, with a new player, things sounded a lot more interesting.
“Come on, let's play.”
Soon the two of them were chasing each other around, acting like a couple of kids.
Nita watched, half amused, half speechless. Who would've guessed these ruthless corporate sharks could be such goofballs in everyday life?
“Hey, gorgeous! Wait for me—I'm gonna change my shirt, then I'll be back to take you down at cards!” Randell called out, dashing off.
Vinson rolled his eyes. “Seriously, man, watch your mouth. If Effie hears you, you're dead.”
“Don't scare me like that!” Randell shouted over his shoulder, disappearing inside.
Vinson caught Nita's gaze lingering on him and eyed her warily.
“Don't tell me you've fallen for me. Am I really in danger of losing my virtue?” He hugged himself protectively, putting on an exaggerated look of horror.
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