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

froze, and Remington’s tall figure was already a few steps away.

wanted to follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging

can you bail on your tab, drink

shook her off

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

in the room watched, but

as if she’d been stripped bare, wishing she could kick Lulu to the curb and slap her twice. for

back down, nor could she handle her liquor, with her eyes reddened, she looked pleadingly at

and the Hawthorne family

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was innocent and viewed her as someone to be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have

today. Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a

over, picked up the glass and drank for

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

“You okay?”

him and hurried after

the private room lost its buzz,

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

smokes! That’s freaking amazing!”

dance floor’s

act.

and jeans, was dressed like an average college student, not a bit of skin

seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and turns were

hips sent, bending over, hair flung, fluid as water yet with an edgy swing, bewitching

once she hit the stage, it was hers alone, and everyone else seemed to vanish in

It was Lizetta.

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

in her ear.