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!”

if remembering something, he gritted his teeth, “You’re almost

hold onto him, “Don’t tell him.”

it’s the lawyer I got

let go only after confirming it wasn’t Remington who had called. She followed

her frail figure, his feelings mixed. He knew why Lizetta had reached out to him tonight instead of Remington.

gone through something similar. A twelve–year–old girl nearly molested by a staff member at a dance institute; too scared to speak up afterward,

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

even the formidable influence of the

echelons that in the Dashiell family,

which was why

everything out, completing the bail process, Lucian took her straight out of

out an alcohol wipe

I’m okay now. I can do it

box of wipes for her, clicking his tongue. “When you need something, it’s Luc, when you don’t, it’s Lucian? Litchi, you sure know how

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raised his hand, playfully mussing Lizetta’s hair.

To the hospital!”