Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 107

Remington said he was gonna give Lizetta a ride, and though she was kinda annoyed inside, she couldn’t really argue with him.

“Let go, I gotta go find Yolanda first.”

If he insisted on playing chauffeur, let him. He was the one throwing a bash to pave the way for Evelina, and then bailing midway – if anyone was gonna be left holding the bag, it was Evelina, not her.

Seeing her nod, Remington finally let go of her waist.

“Meet me in the parking lot.”

The

guy

said his piece and then took off. He left his phone in the private room; gotta go

back for it.

Heading up the stairs, he came across two girls walking towards him, glued to a phone

screen.

“This race car driver is just too hot, right? Is that his girlfriend? Hugging in public like that, they must be an item. They’re such a visual feast, even more shippable than celebs!”

So freaking cool, it’s just that racing isn’t big here; otherwise

chick, looked like it was at the racing club, and Lucian was wearing the same outfit as last night

flash, Remington’s eyes were filled with a frosty chill. No wonder that woman was acting so off

ferocious look was so intense it startled the girls, who turned to look back, but onl caught a glimpse of

the parking

Lizetta, couldn’t help but ask her, “Do you

had got eyes like an affair detector, she noticed right away that Lizetta’s lips looked a bit

choice but to give her

shrugged, “Remington says it’s not his, but

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it anymore. Whether it was his or she was over it the

hand, if he says it’s not his, maybe it really is. Hand he been stalling the divorce? if the kid was really his, you’d think he’d benching to get the divorce over with. Liz, maybe

Yolanda used to be all for her

up with you?”

Remington’s, maybe Badass

grew up and found out she had a

Christ hurried over, Mrs. Dashiell the boss can’t make it

open the car door, but Yolanda was grinding her team cake back

about that jerk Of course Remington couldnt leave he

faint smile, took Yolanda by the arm, and told Christ. “No need, we’ve already

Remington’s luxury car? Probably still reeks of some