Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 117

“Walt, you’re Lizetta’s cousin?” Hamilton was surprised.

Lizetta and Joseph didn’t share a last name, so when Hamilton asked Joseph, he said Lizetta was his cousin.

He guessed that Lizetta must have taken her mom’s surname.

Lizetta saw his misunderstanding and wanted to explain, but to her surprise, Remington nodded first.

“You got a problem with that?”

Lizetta frowned; why would he deliberately mislead Hamilton?

But the next second, seeing Hamilton scratching his head and quickly changing his tune, apologizing to Remington, even asking if the “cousin” was thirsty or wanted something to drink, Lizetta caught onto Badass Remington’s game.

When it comes to being sly, it has to be him!

“He’s not thirsty! Hamilton, don’t bother with him, don’t go!”

Lizetta couldn’t bear to see such an innocent guy like Hamilton getting toyed with by Remington, a man with a black heart and rotten liver and stopped him from buying drinks.

But Remington tightened his grip on Lizetta’s hand, looking down and saying.

“Heh, when someone’s courting, which one of them doesn’t run errands? I’m giving him a chance to show off.” He looked back at Hamilton.

“What do you think?”

Hamilton smiled and winked at Lizetta, saying,

“You’re right, Lizetta, watch Nancy for me, I’ll be right back.”

wave, he dashed off towards

grabbing a kid by

and leave you and Mr. Sterling to your duo

the kid away, Lizetta left. Cassius watched

treat you like

and begging for forgiveness when Remington showed

be bothered to reply, just asked, “What are you doing

bump into Lizetta here; it

to pat Remington’s shoulder, “Forgot already, Remi? We came here

out, his

me again and see what

Remington had already started walking towards

followed, explaining. “This amusement park was part of my mother’s dowry. Recently, they added drone shows and

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a staff member called Cassius over, and he left, leaving Remington

Lizetta had been pulled to the entrance of the haunted house by

back with drinks, buying warm milk for Lizetta and the two kids. Handing it to

and

the sugar–free kind; it won’t make

that Lizetta kept

and was about to take it when

just wanted

turned to him, “Didn’t you want something cold? This iced lemon tea’s

the drink, but Remington didn’t

can’t handle sour.”