NovelEnglishChapter 161 Effie realized Lyman would be arriving any minute, so she turned to Yolande and spoke. "When you threatenedwith that knife earlier, where were you planning to take me? And once we got there, were you going to figure out how to torture me?" Yolande's eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at Effie, thrown off balance.
Just moments ago, Yolande had thought Effie would be easy to control, someone she could manipulate without effort. She hadn't expected this woman to be so perceptive, to see through her every move.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNow, Yolande was at a loss for words. Her job was simply to deliver Effie-she'd assumed it would all go smoothly, and they were already close to their destination. But Effie had seen right through her.
Yolande had been pretending to doze off earlier, but the moment Effie glanced back at her, Yolande sensed the suspicion. With no other choice, she'd had to make her move early.
But she never expected Effie to remain so calm, or to fight back and injure her in return.
Effie noticed Yolande staring off into space and gave a faint smile. "Since they told you to do this, you might as well go through with it." "What?" Yolande's voice was sharp with alarm. "What's that supposed to mean?" She eyed Effie warily, completely thrown by the sudden shift in attitude-Effie was now volunteering to go with her? Effie's expression was cool and collected, lips curling into a faint, icy smile. "You were told to bringto them, right? I'll cooperate. Isn't that what you want?" Yolande frowned, suspicion etched across her face. "What's your angle? What are you really planning?" Effie turned her gaze to the distance, where a car was rapidly approaching-that would be Lyman. Her voice was soft but resolute, leaving no room for argument. "I just want to see what they're after, after putting so much effort into this trap." She wanted to know who was trying to frher. And if they'd gone to such elaborate lengths, wouldn't it be a waste not to play along? A chill ran down Yolande's spine. She was starting to realize she'd seriously underestimated this woman. Yolande gritted her teeth, lowering her voice. "Aren't you afraid I might actually hurt you?" Effie let out a short, cold laugh, her gaze sharp as glass. "You couldn't manage it before. You won't get another chance now." Just as the words left her lips, the screech of brakes split the air. Lyman's car cto a stop just yards away. The door flew open and Lyman strode over, his imposing figure radiating an icy intensity. He reached Effie in a few long strides, wrapping her in his arms, his voice trembling. "Are you alright? Did she hurt you?" Effie shook her head. "Relax, it's nothing. Just a scratch." Lyman's shoulders eased a little at her words. Then he turned his cold gaze on Yolande. "Is it her?" The chill in his voice made Yolande shudder involuntarily.
Effie nodded calmly. "Yes, but she's just following orders, I want to ga with her need to find out who's behind all this."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLyman's brow furrowed, clear disapproval written on kis en on his face. Methandle the investigation. You shouldn't put yourself in danger." Even if Effie hadn't said a word, Lyman would have turned the city upside down to get to the bottom of it.
"It's fine. You're here, aren't you? I know you won't let anything happen to me," Effie said, flashing him a teasing smile.
Lyman sighed, gently brushing a hand over her hair. "Alright. If this is what you want, I stand by you-but you have you have to promiseyou'll be careful." "I will. Don't worry. I already have a plan," Effie replied, her voice playful and mysterious.
She turned to Yolande. "Lead the way. And message your people, exactly as I tell you..."
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