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?”

his wife, what’s this dirty, stinky stuff got to

stood up and strode

tall figure was already a few steps

Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging them in a drunkeh rage.

can you bail on your tab, drink up!”

shook her off angrily.

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

watched, but their

could kick Lulu to the curb and slap her

nor could she handle her liquor, with her eyes reddened, she looked

and the Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked rather

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

today. Lizetta’s question seemed to reveal a

the glass

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

“You okay?”

and

the private room lost its

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

smokes! That’s freaking

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

act.

like an average college student, not a bit of skin showing.

twisted and swayed; every move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand

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

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

It was Lizetta.

dragged her onto the dance floor, close to the stage, then suddenly leaned

in her