Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 111

Remington looked up, “So, running errands is your hobby? How about I transfer you to the Dashiell Group’s logistics company to shine bright?”

Cedric shuddered, quickly packed up his stuff, and bolted out of the office like a bat out of hell.

Remington went back to his paperwork, business as usual, but there was a hint of Irritation in his eyes.

That woman was playing him like a fiddle, getting better at giving him the cold shoulder, blocking him and hanging up on his calls like it was her day job. Did he have no pride? Still bending over backward to shower her with resources?

Instead of living the cushy life as Mrs. Dashiell, she was hell–bent on chasing hardship. If she had such a hunger for suffering, he’d let her have a taste for a few more days. Once she’d had enough of the pain, she’d know where her safe harbor was.

At Meadowbrook Meadows.

Right after Lizetta hung up the phone, Yolanda huffed, “Let’s steel our heart and be done playing with jerkfaces! I’m off to go head–to–head with the trolls!”

She was all geared up to go back to her room and have a keyboard war with the haters. But Lizetta grabbed her, “Chill, staying in constant fury may take a toll on the breasts. Let’s roll; time to hunt for some grub.

“But.”

“Forget about online drama. I’ve got it covered; no rush, we can clap back tomorrow.”

Lizetta dragged Yolanda out the door, and they found a cozy little diner. Breakfast arrived, and Lucian called.

you were defending yourself, no blame on you. That dude woke up and after two days of observation in the hospital, he’ll be transferred to the detention center, no light sentence. Your info’s been locked

sigh of relief, “Okay.”

sounding too chipper. You’re not still at odds with Remi,

thinking of how to thank

just brew a few more jars of green plum wine for me this year. I’ve already finished mine, no

were a few green plum trees. The

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green plum wine every year,

good for digestion and fatigue, and helpful for cardiovascular diseases, so Fiona was quite fond

drink. In the four years he hadn’t been home, he never forgot to ask for

his way, even if it meant air

a girlfriend instead? You’ve finally had

my case about marriage enough as it is, it’s bad enough from them since they’re the elders, but what gives

went silent, “By right of being your

“Pffthaha.”

on the other end and couldn’t help but spit out her soy milk in

Oh, there’s a race at the club

Yolanda got excited, shaking her arm and

let’s go! I’ve never seen a

gotta pamper