Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 201

“Granny, I was also going to…”

As Remington took off, Lizetta was getting ready to say her goodbyes and follow suit, but Fiona grabbed her arm.

“Liz, hang on a sec, I’ve got something.”

Fiona glanced over to Tina standing by, who nodded and went off to do her bidding.

Lizetta was a bit puzzled, but soon enough she saw Tina dragging Shirley over, who was putting up quite the fight and looking as sick as a dog.

“Let go of me, Tina! I can walk by myself!”

Shirley was brought over; as soon as she spotted Lizetta sitting next to Fiona, her face soured even more, and she shot Lizetta a death glare.

It was all Lizetta’s fault.

She had come over to the old house to chill today, but Granny happened to overhear her poking fun at Lizetta with her girlfriends on the phone.

Granny was steamed. Shirley was supposed to hit the mall with her squad, but instead. she got grounded, with her cellphone confiscated, and was ordered to spend the morning in reflection.

“You’ve been ‘reflecting‘ all morning, and for what, right? It’s been a complete wash. Now apologize to your sister–in–law, and make it snappy!” Fiona said sternly to Shirley.

to stay just to make Shirley apologize to her face; it warmed her heart.

in her eyes, she retorted, “Granny, I’m your flesh and blood! How can you

flesh–and–blood granddaughter–in–law. Don’t play the victim here.

to Lizetta that easily, stubbornly clamped

no mercy. Get back to your room and reflect some more! I’m cutting off your credit cards, so

Shirley quickly swallowed her pride and said to Lizetta, “I’m

Lizetta said with a smirk,

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through clenched teeth, before she ran off crying.

exchanging a few more words with Fiona, Lizetta also said her

else! Over the years, what have you done besides running to Granny to tattle? Granny’s just soft–hearted and feels sorry for you, and that’s why she treats you decently.

of day, not even

a stray dog picked up off the streets would be treated well, but no matter how fancy the treatment, it’s just a plaything! Let me tell you, Eve is carrying

Shirley’s grip, “Done

indeed just a yapping dog, not worth her time to argue with an animal.

in rage, “Who’s barking?! Don’t think I didn’t get that you just called me a