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?”

only takes drinks from his wife, what’s this dirty, stinky stuff got to do

stood up and strode off.

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

Lulu leaped onto her

Hawthorne, how can you bail on your tab, drink up!”

shook her off

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

but their expressions

if she’d been stripped bare, wishing she could

nor could she handle her liquor, with her eyes

family

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and viewed her as someone to be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a child, and then her marriage prospects were

today. Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a different

up the glass and drank for Evelina.

pulled Lulu off and dumped her

“You okay?”

him and hurried after

the private room lost its buzz,

with his eyes bulging, looked down at the dance floor and

That’s freaking

the others looked too, only to see, on the dance floor’s oval stage, usually a wild party, today a solo.

act.

in T–shirt and jeans, was dressed like an

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

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

hers alone, and everyone else seemed to

It was Lizetta.

onto the dance floor, close to the stage, then suddenly leaned in and

her ear.