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?”

from his wife, what’s this dirty, stinky

up and strode off.

Remington’s tall figure was already a few

but Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging them in a drunkeh rage.

go! Ms. Hawthorne, how can you bail on your tab,

Evelina shook her off

I know, you were being sneaky with the questions

watched, but their expressions

bare, wishing she could kick

liquor,

Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked rather conflicted.

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her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a child, and then her marriage prospects were snatched

Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a

the glass and drank

with a dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her

“You okay?”

ignored him and hurried after Remington.

lost its buzz, and

railing, with his eyes bulging, looked down at the dance floor

That’s freaking

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

act.

dressed like an average college student,

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

fluid as water yet with an edgy swing, bewitching to the core, a contradictory mix of sultry

hit the stage, it was hers alone,

It was Lizetta.

minutes ago, Lucian had dragged her onto the dance floor, close to the

in her ear.