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 dirty, stinky stuff got

up and strode off.

figure was already a

wanted to follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs, hugging them in a

can you

go!” Evelina shook her

know, you were being sneaky

room watched, but their expressions

been stripped bare, wishing she could kick Lulu to the curb and slap her twice. for good measure.

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

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innocent and viewed her as someone to be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a

reveal a different

came over, picked up the glass and drank

a dark face, pulled Lulu off and

“You okay?”

ignored him and

they left, the private room lost its

they left, someone leaning on the second–floor railing, with his eyes bulging, looked down at the dance floor and exclaimed in shock.

That’s freaking amazing!”

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

act.

dressed like an average college student, not a bit

move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed

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

was hers alone, and

It was Lizetta.

onto the dance floor, close to the stage,

her