Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 93

“No worries, you were just defending yourself, not committing murder! You did an awesome job, Liz, super brave, protecting yourself. That guy had it coming!”

Lucian wrapped his arms around Lizetta, comforting her, and gradually she calmed down.

A female cop approached, “She still needs to undergo a medical examination; she wasn’t cooperating earlier.”

Lucian stroked Lizetta’s head, “Don’t be scared. I will be right here with you.”

Lizetta nodded with teary eyes, “I can do it.”

Lucian let her go, stood up, took off his trench coat, draped it over her, and then helped her to her feet.

Lizetta tried to walk on her own, but her legs buckled.

Lucian caught her, “Let’s go.”

His phone rang: just as he was about to answer, Lizetta suddenly clutched his arm tightly. She was gripping so hard: Lucian looked at her, bewildered.

Lizetta’s pale face was filled with tension and urgency, her voice hoarse and trembling, “Luc! Don’t tell Remi!”

teeth, “You’re almost falling apart, and yet you’re worried about someone

hold onto him, “Don’t tell him.”

phone screen, “See? It’s not Remi’s call; it’s the lawyer I got for you. Relax, if you don’t want to tell

called. She

with the lawyer, his gaze lingering on her frail figure, his feelings mixed. He knew why Lizetta had reached out to

ago, Lizetta had gone through something similar. A twelve–year–old girl nearly molested by a staff member at a dance institute;

who noticed something was wrong and after pressing her, found out. Remington grabbed a golf club and nearly beat the man

Remington hadn’t been a month shy of adulthood, even the formidable influence of the Dashiell family

the Dashiell family, Lizetta was Remington’s cherished little sister, untouchable

history repeating itself, which was why she didn’t

was done with the medical examination and the lawyer had sorted everything out, completing the bail process, Lucian took her straight out

he pulled out an alcohol wipe to

can do it myself,” Lizetta

didn’t insist, and just held the box of wipes for her, clicking his tongue. “When you need something, it’s Luc, when you don’t, it’s

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mussing Lizetta’s

hurt? To the hospital!”