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?”

takes drinks from his wife, what’s this dirty,

stood up and strode off.

tall figure was already

to follow, but Lulu leaped onto her legs,

Hawthorne, how can you bail

go!” Evelina shook her off angrily.

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

room watched, but their expressions

wishing she could

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

family were old family friends,

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

question seemed to reveal a

picked up the glass and drank for Evelina.

dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her on

“You okay?”

ignored him and

left, the private room lost its buzz, and everyone

eyes bulging, looked down at the dance

smokes! That’s freaking

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

act.

woman, in T–shirt and jeans, was dressed like an average college student, not

seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and turns were enchanting,

lifted, hips sent, bending over, hair flung, fluid as water yet with an edgy swing,

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

It was Lizetta.

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

her ear.