Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 43

The call ended, and Lizetta slammed on the brakes, gasping for air as she leaned over the steering wheel

It was the outcome she had desperately wanted, but at this moment, she felt anything but relieved or happy.

She suddenly threw her head back, forcing the tears back into her eyes, and only when she looked down did she notice the small camera still hanging around her neck.

It was the gift from Remington. She hadn’t bothered to grab anything else when she left the house, but the camera had ended up dangling from her neck.

She had been excited to wake him up and ask how he managed to get in touch with Cash, but who would know.

Lizetta yanked off the camera, flung open the car door with all her might, and tossed the camera into a nearby trash can.

She got back in the car, and drove off. But she hadn’t gone far before she abruptly stopped, reversed, and, ultimately, couldn’t resist picking the camera back up.

Why should the idol take the fall for a jerk? It was not the idol who was at fault, the jerk didn’t

deserve it!

Oakridge Heights.

The ambulance arrived quickly. Evelina was loaded on, and it sped away with its siren wailing.

In the mountains, a Bentley was parked in a secluded spot, watching the ambulance disappear into the distance. Elara in the back seat looked anything but pleased,

“How could this happen!?”

plan for the next. Lizetta doesn’t have much clout but she’s too proud and fragile,

beside her patted her

had gotten Evelina out of there, he returned to the villa, feeling weak in the knees as he climbed the stairs.

to keep the door and letting Evelina sneak in. He

snagging that one hour of sleep. His phone rang. and he answered. After listening for a

I’ll report to the

towards the study. The

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and carpet out. Cedric stepped away, walked to the door, and knocked before entering.

stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, his tall silhouette against the dense night outside, as immovable as a mountain, silent and solitary, except for the intermittent glow of a cigarette between his fingers.

butts were already stubbed out in the ashtray beside him. Cedric’s eyelids

it’s tricky. I request to go there immediately to redeem myself; please give me

next day dawned clear

hadn’t slept at all. She blamed her insomnia on excitement, about to get divorced,

the moon.

hair, “Lizetta, beauty comes too easily for you; that’s why you don’t cherish it. That just won’t do!”

stunning makeup. She then picked out

the living room and whistled when

aiming to be a heartless black widow?”

in a black figure–hugging dress, with a black leather jacket and black boots to match. She

she was the epitome of deadly allure.

him to be dead to

bag at the

you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”