Chapter 141

The next day.

Lizetta was busting some moves in the dance studio when her phone at the side started buzzing Unceasingly. She paused, wiped off the sweat, and grabbed the phone.

It was Hanna calling, but since Lizette had already Inked the divorce papers with Remington, Hanna was history to her not her mother–in–law anymore.

She didn’t feel like picking up, tossed the phone aside, and kept on dancing. But the calls kept coming, like the Grim Reaper was on the line.

With a frown, Lizette finally answered.

“Lizetta, get your butt over to Oakwood Manor now and take your mom home!”

Hanna’s angry volce blasted through, and without waiting for Lizetta to ask any details, she hung up. Oakwood Manor wasn’t the Dashiell family’s manor, it was Nathan and Hanna’s digs, right in the city center. When Lizetta rushed over there and walked in, she found Hanna on the couch with a face like thunder, and Evelina si beside her, sweet–talking her softly.

They looked more like a cozy pair than she and Hanna ever did. Lizetta approached, “What’s going…”

She didn’t even finish when Hanna suddenly stood up and flung the tea right in Lizetta’s face. The tea was slightly hot, splashing all over Lizetta, with a few leaves sticking to her face, leaving her looking like a hot

mess.

the Dashiell family owe you something? Ever since you jinx walked in, nothing

eyes drooped; her lashes damp, she was barely able to open them.

there were Hanna’s peeps, all standing back and enjoying the show, not a

corner of her lips, “Here,

in front of Hanna, she still had to play the saint. She pulled out a tissue, stood up,

another teacup from the table and hurled it at Evelina, ‘Spare

any honor. Lizetta didn’t buy for a second that Evelina had no hand in this mess. And

chin, but she could sure as heck unload on Evelina, the one who couldn’t resist sticking her nose in.

hit full in the

belly and collapsed onto the

she flew

fell from Lizetta’s eyelashes, threatening to get in her eyes. She closed them, wanting

and was half a beat too slow

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opened her eyes and looked up, she saw a familiar large hand gripping Hanna’s wrist, stopping the

His shirt cuffs were crisp white, and the metallic sheen of his watch reflected

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