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

stood up and strode

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

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

how can you bail on your tab,

go!” Evelina shook her

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

but

been stripped bare, wishing she could kick Lulu to the curb and slap her

couldn’t back down, nor could she handle her liquor,

family were old family friends, Cassius looked rather conflicted.

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

reveal a different side

came over, picked up the glass and drank

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

“You okay?”

ignored him and hurried

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

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

That’s freaking amazing!”

the dance floor’s oval stage, usually a wild party, today

act.

was dressed like an

on stage, she twisted and swayed; every move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and turns were enchanting, full of allure.

over, hair flung, fluid as water yet with an edgy swing,

wonder once she hit the stage, it was hers alone, and

It was Lizetta.

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

her ear.