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?”

takes drinks from his wife, what’s this dirty,

and strode off.

froze, and Remington’s tall figure was already a

but Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging

how can you bail on your

shook her

a pain, I know, you were being

the room watched, but

bare, wishing she could kick Lulu

could she handle her liquor, with

Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked

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pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have endured

Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a different side

came over, picked up the glass and

a dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her on the couch, asking Evelina

“You okay?”

him and hurried after Remington.

its buzz, and everyone quickly followed suit.

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

That’s freaking

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

act.

woman, in T–shirt and jeans, was dressed like an average college student, not a bit of skin showing.

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,

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

she hit the stage, it was hers alone,

It was Lizetta.

floor, close to

in her ear.