NovelFinishChapter 262 Everyone at the party tonight had been invited by Randell to liven up the place-a crowd full of familiar faces, all running in the scircles.
But when he saw who just walked in-Lyman-Bob's knees nearly buckled.
Randell and Vinson Elliott strode over, Randell fixing Bob with an icy stare. "Well, well, Bob. You've got snerve, causing trouble in my house." Trying to hit on someone? You should at least know your limits. And to hit on Lyman's wife? That's just asking for it.
Bob's voice shook as he stammered, "I didn't mean to. Really." He looked like he was about to cry. All he wanted was to flirt, but he'd picked exactly the wrong target.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Get out of here," Randell snapped.
Turning to the others, he added, "This place is getting dull. Who's up for cards?" Effie's eyes lit up instantly. "Really?" Randell barely suppressed a sigh. How did he forget that Effie and Lyman were both terrifying at card games? "Actually, I've got another fun idea for you guys," Randell said quickly. No way was he getting roped into a gwith those two card-counting weirdos.
Effie perked up. "What kind of idea?" "It'll be perfect for you," Randell promised.
"Let's go," Lyman said to Effie.
"Alright." They left together, and to anyone watching, it just looked like Effie and Lyman's groups were close friends-no one would suspect anything more than that between Effie and Lyman.
In fact, the gossip mill had it that there was something between Effie and Randell instead.
"I didn't believe it when Nelly said Effie was seeing Mr. Hoffman, but now I'm starting to," someone whispered.
The woman who'd brought Lyman his grilled skewers earlier watched with narrowed eyes. She pulled out her phone and sent a photo to someone.
Afterwards, Effie and her friends slipped out of the hotel through a side exit, avoiding the rest of the company. All the while, Lyman held Effie's hand tightly.
Curious, Effie turned to him. "Where are we going, anyway?" Lyman shrugged. "No idea. Guess we'll find out when we get there." Effie sighed inwardly. If even Lyman didn't know, this had to be one of Randell's crazy schemes-and those rarely ended well.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlmost as if he could read her mind, Lyman reassured her. "Don't worry. Randell might seem a little flaky, but when it counts, he comes through." Effie cocked an eyebrow. "If you say so." "Right this way, please," a hotel staff member said, leading them outside.
They stopped in front of a hot air balloon. Effie blinked in surprise, then grinned I can't believe he actually arranged for a hot air balloon." Lyman nodded.
Effie glanced at him and noticed how Suddenly, tense he looked, lips pressed tight a suspicion crossed her mind. "Lyman... you're not afraid of heights, are you?" The content is on. novelenglish.net! He kept his face perfectly blank. "Of course not."
Effie wrapped her arms around him, gazing up with bright, starry eyes! e "Really? You're not lying to me?" Lyman stiffened. "Nope." "Then let's go up." "Alright." Effie hopped into the basket first, reaching out her hand to him. "Con."
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