Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 101

After Lizetta had breakfast and just got into her car, her phone rang – it was Yolanda.

She saw the news from the neighborhood chat group and was worried sick, so she asked

for leave from the set and bolted.

Lizetta met her at the café, and they’d barely exchanged a few words when the landlord called, sounding really ticked off, demanding Yolanda get back ASAP.

Lizetta went with Yolanda back to the apartment, only to find their stuff chucked outside, all haphazard and messy. And to top it off, the landlord refused to refund over four

months‘ worth of rent.

“The place nearly turned into a haunted house, and I let you off easy not suing your butts! Renting to people like you was like bad karma! Thinking of getting your rent back? Dream

on!”

The landlord was this hefty woman, nearly 200 pounds, hands on hips and looking fierce.

“What do you mean ‘people like us‘?”

Yolanda was fuming. She got the landlord being mad, and she came back all sincere, ready to talk it out, anything to sort things out.

But the landlord was being nasty and throwing insults – who could stand that?

“All spooked up, up to no good, causing a ruckus chasing men, and you still got the nerve to ask me?!”

gave Lizetta the once–over with a look of utter disdain, as if she was

about her, but saying things about Lizetta was off–limits Yolanda lost it and grabbed the chunky landlord, dragging her

any sense of critical thinking? Blaming the victim – you’re so ‘enlightened‘, aren’t

getting scared and collapsing on

Someone’s gonna murder me!”

to the neighborhood committee to settle this, but then the landlord suddenly

you’re gonna witness some real fighting spirit!

panic written all over her face, “Stop! You’re the eight–time boxing champ, unbeatable across the

that thug you paralyzed for provoking you? Lucky for you, you were a minor then

around, completely baffled.

she really

go! I’ve got to teach her a lesson today. If anything

usually not easy to fool, but she had just seen some medals and trophies while packing

hard, standing her ground.

It’s my house, and I won’t rent if I don’t want to!”

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is signed, within the lease term, you have no right to evict someone without my clients‘ agreement.”

a familiar melodious voice echoed up the stairwell. Lizetta turned to see Hogan, clad in

his glasses, and then addressed the landlord, “I’m their lawyer, Hogan White; here

kind of composed and meticulous

and Yolanda, unsatisfied, yanked Hogan aside, raising her fist, “You’re early. Go downstairs. After I’ve knocked some sense into her, you can come up and sort

speechless. Hogan paused too, and then spoke to