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?”

drinks from his wife, what’s this

up and strode off.

figure was

follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging

Ms. Hawthorne, how can you bail on your tab, drink

Evelina shook her

you being such a pain, I know, you were being sneaky with

but their expressions were

she could kick

handle her liquor, with her eyes reddened, she looked pleadingly

Sterling family and the Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked rather conflicted.

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be pitled, as she have had her life

today. Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal

picked up the glass and

off and dumped

“You okay?”

him and hurried after Remington.

its buzz, and everyone quickly followed

his eyes bulging, looked down

That’s freaking amazing!”

see, on the dance floor’s oval

act.

jeans, was dressed like an average college

on stage, she twisted and swayed; every move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and turns were enchanting, full of

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

stage, it was hers alone, and

It was Lizetta.

the dance floor, close to the stage,

in her ear.