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

up and strode

and Remington’s tall figure was already a few

but Lulu leaped onto her legs,

you

go!” Evelina shook her

were being sneaky with the questions earlier too,

in the room watched, but

she could kick Lulu

liquor, with her eyes reddened, she looked pleadingly at Cassius.

about how Sterling family and the Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius

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

to reveal

over, picked up the glass and

and dumped her

“You okay?”

ignored him and

the private room lost its buzz, and everyone quickly followed suit.

the second–floor railing, with his eyes

That’s

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

act.

dressed like an average college student, not a bit

seductive, and every strand of her

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

hers alone, and everyone else seemed to

It was Lizetta.

dragged her onto the dance floor, close

in her ear.