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?”

this dirty,

stood up and strode off.

was already a few

onto her legs, hugging them in a drunkeh rage.

you bail on

shook her off angrily.

were being sneaky with the questions

watched, but their

felt as exposed as if she’d been stripped bare, wishing she could

her liquor, with

about how Sterling family and the Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius

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viewed her as someone to be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a

today. Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a

over, picked up the glass and drank for Evelina.

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

“You okay?”

ignored him and hurried

they left, the private room lost its buzz,

leaning on the second–floor railing, with his eyes bulging,

smokes! That’s freaking

only to see, on the dance floor’s oval stage, usually

act.

like an average

was graceful and seductive, and every

with an edgy swing, bewitching to the core, a

wonder once she hit the stage, it was hers alone, and everyone else seemed to

It was Lizetta.

dance floor, close to the stage, then suddenly leaned in and

her