Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 202

She bet this was the real reason Lizetta’s hell–bent on getting a divorce. The old lady still can’t believe Remington would do something so ridiculous.

Gotta hustle to get to the bottom of this and keep these lovebirds from splitting for real.

In no time at all, Lizetta wrapped up her last gig before heading abroad; she finished her stint as the choreographer for the boy band’s sizzling routines.

“Hey, cutie, let’s hit the town tonight to celebrate our new album drop!”

“Yeah, I wanna buy Liz a drink too.”

“Back off! Is it your turn to treat Liz? Get in line!”

“Why should I be behind you, huh? Not cool, I challenge that!”

After leaving the dance studio, Lizetta was followed out by a bunch of the band members. The youngest was only seventeen, the oldest barely twenty–one. These idol trainees, each with their own killer looks and charm, had the power to whip fans into a frenzy and that youthful cockiness to boot.

When Lizetta first took on the role of their choreographer, she faced all sorts of skepticism and nitpicking.

But after bonding over the past twenty–plus days, she had won them over with her skills and already become their friend, someone they knew well.

leave the studio, saw Lizetta surrounded by a pack of young hotties; he stepped up with a cool face, and

real tomorrow. You think now’s the

the leader, had that natural–born authority

keep in touch; then they left with their

were gone, Hamilton tilted his head and looked at Lizetta, clearly unimpressed.

of it’s for real! If they bug you, just block ‘em, easy peasy. Work’s done, right, cutie?”

raised an eyebrow at him and nodded, “You’re right, so I guess I’ll

them!” Hamilton was quick to protest.

chuckled, “How are you any

block me, I’ll

laughed at his faux desperation, “Alright, I’m off to settle accounts and

wanted to head to the finance department

was off to catch up on some

walk you,” said Hamilton.

time to relax? As the leader, you should be all the

she left without

her easy departure, clicking his tongue, “Ice cold, my