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?”

his wife, what’s this dirty, stinky stuff got to do with

and strode off.

Remington’s tall figure was

onto her legs, hugging

Ms. Hawthorne, how can you bail

Evelina shook her off

I know, you were being sneaky with the

in the room watched, but their expressions were varied.

she’d been stripped bare, wishing she could

her liquor, with her eyes reddened, she

family and the Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked rather

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as she have had her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a child, and

to reveal a

over, picked up the glass

dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her on

“You okay?”

ignored him and

left, the private room lost its buzz,

as they left, someone leaning on the second–floor railing, with his eyes bulging, looked

smokes! That’s freaking amazing!”

dance floor’s oval stage, usually a wild party, today a

act.

jeans, was dressed like an

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

an edgy swing, bewitching to

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

It was Lizetta.

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

her