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Novel Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon by Lavender

Why didn’t he call her? Because as soon as Lyman heard Effie would be in charge of this shoot, he rushed downstairs, his mind entirely on seeing her—he didn’t have a second thought for Isabel.

As for a certain someone, well, he clearly had his own agenda too, though at the moment, it looked like he was only making trouble for himself.

“I forgot,” Lyman said.

Just those two simple words, but they left Isabel feeling slighted, as if she didn’t matter at all.

“Lyman, when the shoot is over, do you think you could—”

“Mr. Etheridge, your coffee.”

Effie appeared at Lyman’s side, thrusting his coffee toward him a little too forcefully.

The cup was filled to the brim, and coffee sloshed out, nearly splattering all over Isabel.

Isabel glared. “Effie! How could you be so—” She bit back the last word—careless—in front of Lyman, swallowing it with difficulty.

She clenched her jaw. “You need to be more careful. The coffee’s hot—what if you’d spilled it on Lyman?”

She deliberately addressed him as “Lyman” right in front of Effie, just to make a point: she and Lyman were close. Effie was the outsider here.

Lyman took a sip of the coffee Effie had made. “This is great, Effie.”

“So long as you like it, Mr. Etheridge,” Effie replied.

Fenton piped up, “Is it really that good? Sweet or bitter?”

“Sweet,” Lyman answered.

How could coffee made by his darling wife taste anything but sweet?

Nearly an hour later, Isabel’s hair and makeup were finally done.

Effie came over, inspecting Isabel’s look and holding up different pieces of jewelry to her.

She frowned and turned to the makeup artist. “Why is the makeup still so heavy? Didn’t I say the main focus today is The Etheridge Group’s jewelry? Everything else is secondary—the spokesperson’s makeup should be subtle so the pieces stand out.”

“That’s not my fault, it’s—” The makeup artist glanced at Isabel.

Isabel didn’t say a word, but her face was thunderous.

She snapped, “Effie, what’s that supposed to mean? I’ve been in this industry for years and I’ve never heard anyone say a person should take a back seat to jewelry. The jewelry is here to complement us, not the other way around.”

Effie said calmly, “That may be true, but—”

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