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 do with him!

and strode off.

and Remington’s tall figure was already a

to follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs,

how can you bail on your tab,

go!” Evelina shook

you were being sneaky with the questions

room watched, but their expressions were

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

couldn’t back down, nor could she handle her liquor, with her

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 then her marriage prospects were

reveal a different side of Evelina.

came over, picked up the glass and drank for Evelina.

dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her on the

“You okay?”

and

lost its

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

That’s freaking

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

act.

dressed like an average

twisted and swayed; every move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and turns

yet with an edgy swing, bewitching to the core, a contradictory mix of sultry and pure.

hers alone, and everyone

It was Lizetta.

the dance floor, close to the stage,

in her ear.