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, stinky stuff got to

stood up and

froze, and Remington’s tall figure was already

onto her legs, hugging them in a

can you bail on your tab, drink up!”

go!” Evelina shook her off angrily.

are you being such a pain, I know, you were being sneaky with the questions earlier too, I knew it!”

in the room watched, but their expressions

she could kick Lulu to

liquor, with her eyes reddened, she

the Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked

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

question seemed to reveal a different side of Evelina.

up the glass and drank for

Lulu off and dumped her on the couch, asking Evelina

“You okay?”

ignored him and

they left, the private room lost its

the second–floor railing, with his eyes

That’s freaking

the others looked too, only to see, on the dance floor’s oval stage, usually a wild party,

act.

woman, in T–shirt and jeans, was dressed like an

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

lifted, hips sent, bending over, hair flung, fluid as water yet with an

stage, it was hers

It was Lizetta.

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

in her