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

up and strode off.

was already a few steps

her legs, hugging them in a drunkeh rage.

you

shook her off

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

room watched, but their expressions were varied.

bare, wishing she could kick Lulu to the

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

family were old family

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be pitled, as she have had her life stolen and have endured so much hardship as a child, and then her marriage prospects were snatched away.

reveal a different

picked up the glass and drank

over with a dark face, pulled Lulu off and dumped her

“You okay?”

and

lost its buzz, and everyone

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

smokes! That’s freaking

others looked too, only to see, on the dance

act.

jeans, was dressed like an average

every move of her was graceful and seductive, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance; her glances and

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

the stage, it was hers alone, and everyone

It was Lizetta.

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

in her ear.