Chapter 131
When Shirley saw the news, she immediately told Effie.
Honestly, Shirley was just as curious-why would The Etheridge Group suddenly make such a public statement?
What exactly was the relationship between Effie and The Etheridge Group?
When Effie heard, a small smile curled on her lips, a gentle warmth spreading in her chest.
So, he did find out after all.
Just moments ago, Effie had been troubled, unsure of how to bring the matter up with Lyman.
After all, she was married now.
She had to consider her husband’s feelings.
When the news first broke, Effie had panicked. She was racking her brain for a way to fight back, but Lyman had stepped in and swept her worries away in an instant.
And he’d done it so quickly.
He must trust me, she thought.
Effie was still lost in thought when her phone rang, almost making her jump. She glanced at the screen. It was the very person she’d been thinking about.
As if he could read her mind.
She bit her lip and answered, her voice unconsciously tinged with grievance. “Hey, you saw everything, didn’t you?”
Lyman’s heart twisted at the sound of her soft, vulnerable voice. “I did. Are you alright?”
“I’m fine. Do you believe me? Someone twisted my words and tried to stir up trouble on purpose,” Effie said, cautious but hopeful.
“I know. I’ve already asked Luther to take care of it. Don’t worry. Wait for me after work-I’ll pick you up,” Lyman reassured her.
“Okay. Thank you, darling,” Effie replied gratefully.
So this is what it feels like to have someone to lean on.
She’d never felt this before.
With Mitchell, she’d always been the one chasing after him.
Mitchell was the untouchable golden boy; Effie always had to handle things on her
own.
So when trouble came this time, she’d automatically planned to manage it herself.
“Silly, I’m your husband. Of course it’s my job to protect you. From now on, if anything happens, you have to tell me. I won’t let anyone who hurts you off the hook,” Lyman soothed.
“Okay.” Effie nodded, even though he couldn’t see her.
After hanging up, she couldn’t help but keep smiling.
Meanwhile, in Suzan’s apartment, a teacup crashed to the floor, shattering and sending tea splattering everywhere.
“This can’t be happening!” Suzan stared at her phone, face drained of color.
All the rumors about Effie had been wiped clean from the internet.
It was as if the scandal had never even existed.
Damn it!
What unsettled her most was seeing The Etheridge Group publicly tag the account that started the rumors. For a moment, Suzan’s nerves prickled with fear.
Could it be that Effie really was involved with Lyman?
Otherwise, why would The Etheridge Group step up to defend her?
She’d underestimated Effie, clearly.
It looked like she’d need to be more cautious from now on.
Still, Suzan wasn’t too worried. After all, money could make anything disappear, and she’d made sure nothing could be traced back to her. It was just a shame to waste such a golden opportunity.
When Isabel saw the news, she was livid.
Who would have thought Lyman would go so far to defend that woman, even
using the company’s power to shield her?
Unbelievable.
But Isabel kept her anger to herself.
She knew exactly how capable Lyman was.
If he ever found out she was involved, the consequences would be disastrous.
The thought made her eyes go cold.
There was still plenty of time. She’d just have to wait for her chance.
Soon enough, public opinion flipped.
#EffieWasFalselyAccused#
#TheEtheridgeGroupSetsTheRecordStraight#
#RumorMongersArrested#
Effie sat at her desk, eyes fixed on the flood of clarifying statements on her
computer screen. She let out a slow, relieved breath.