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

stood up and

was

to follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging them

you bail on

Evelina shook her off

a pain, I know, you were being sneaky with the questions earlier too, I

the room watched, but their expressions

she could kick Lulu to the curb and slap her twice.

down, nor could she handle her liquor, with her eyes reddened, she

family were

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to be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a child, and then her marriage prospects were

Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a different side of Evelina.

up the glass and drank

came over with a dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her on the couch,

“You okay?”

him and hurried after

room lost its buzz, and everyone quickly

someone leaning on the second–floor railing, with his eyes bulging, looked down at the dance floor and exclaimed

That’s freaking

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

act.

dressed like an average college student, not a bit

twisted and swayed; every move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her

an edgy swing, bewitching to the core, a contradictory mix of sultry and

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

It was Lizetta.

her onto the dance floor, close to the

in her ear.