Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 72

Remington just gave her a smile with a hooked lip. “No worries.”

The man, slightly tipsy, had that extra bit of a roguish charm compared to his usual cool and lofty demeanor.

His shirt collar was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a collarbone hidden in the dim light, which glowed with a blush; it was deadly sexy.

The room was buzzing with teasing: Evelina blushed, and her eyes on him were brimming with tender affection, oozing charm like nobody’s business.

Lizetta suddenly felt that winning was so overrated, and her eyes burned a tad.

“Got into a spat with Remi? Come on, Lucian will show him who’s boss.”

Lucian chimed in; standing up and pulling Lizetta to her feet, she announced loudly.

“I’m done here, I’m gonna take Litchi for a spin on the dance floor.”

Lizetta followed him, and the two quickly left the private room.

Once Lizetta was gone, Lulu perked up.

She hadn’t won a single game; didn’t she have any pride? Thumping her leg, she shook the dice cup and rolled a couple of fours before she prodded Evelina.

“Hurry it up. Ms. Hawthorne, your turn.”

Next to her, Remington had been giving off a frosty vibe ever since Lizetta left.

Evelina, distracted, made a careless throw.

“Ahaha, I won, I won, drink up!”

Lulu shoved a glass into Evelina’s hand, who turned to pass it to Remington, “Remi.”

But Remington wouldn’t even glance at her, and he said coldly.

“Heh, you think I’m some kind of drink buddy?”

drinks from his wife, what’s this

up and

froze, and Remington’s tall figure was

her legs, hugging them in

Hawthorne, how can you

shook

you were being sneaky with the

the room watched, but their

been stripped bare, wishing she could kick Lulu to the curb and slap her twice.

her liquor, with her eyes reddened,

family and the Hawthorne family were old family

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her as someone to be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and

to reveal a

over, picked up the

face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her on the couch, asking Evelina with

“You okay?”

ignored him and

its buzz, and everyone quickly followed

his eyes bulging, looked down at the dance floor and exclaimed

smokes! That’s freaking

only to see, on the dance floor’s

act.

like an average college student, not a bit of skin

move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and turns were enchanting, full

sent, bending over, hair flung, fluid as water yet with an edgy swing, bewitching to the core,

hit the stage, it was hers alone,

It was Lizetta.

minutes ago, Lucian had dragged her onto the dance floor, close to the stage, then suddenly leaned

in her ear.