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

and

and Remington’s tall figure was already a few steps away.

follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs,

how can you bail on

go!” Evelina shook her

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

watched, but

wishing she could

her liquor, with her eyes

Hawthorne family were old family friends, Cassius looked rather conflicted.

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life

to reveal a different side of

over, picked up the glass and drank

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

“You okay?”

and hurried after

left, the private room lost its buzz, and everyone quickly

left, someone leaning on the second–floor railing, with his eyes bulging,

That’s

only to see, on the dance floor’s oval stage, usually a wild

act.

and jeans, was dressed like an average college student, not a bit

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

water yet with an edgy swing, bewitching to

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

It was Lizetta.

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

her ear.