Chapter 205

Remington’s eyes landed on the bank card being passed to him, and for a moment, they

froze over.

The dude didn’t take the card; he just looked up, locking eyes with Lizetta.

“So you hit me up today just to give me this?”

His voice was laced with suppressed rage.

He had spent the whole trip wondering that maybe she had a change of heart, and didn’t want to make a scene anymore.

Or perhaps she had a rough patch outside, ran into some trouble, and needed to lean on him.

He even toyed with the thought that maybe she just missed him.

All revved up with anticipation, he’d urged Cedric to step on it, but what he didn’t see coming was her showing up to drop a cool thirty mil on him, and with another guy, no less.

She sure knew how to drop a bombshell now, didn’t she?

The guy was freezing cold, but Lizetta didn’t flinch a bit.

wanted was to get out of there pronto, not keen

three million, to the last dime. Take it, will ya?” she rushed him, and seeing Remington wouldn’t take it, she tried to stuff it

pulled his hand back as if she was offering him a death warrant instead of a hefty sum.

“What’s your

haven’t I made it clear? I don’t just grab any

over Hogan, who was standing behind Lizetta.

hé thought Lizetta got the

face flushed red with humiliation

had toiled from dawn to dusk to earn this money fair and square just to pay back Remington and the

case, and certainly done with people like Shirley

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not even bothering to ask or check, just assuming her money

at Remington, “This three million, every penny is hard–earned by mel I’ve got records of

her bag, and

a picture of disgust, but he still didn’t take it; he was frozen

pique, threw it at him, “Remington, we’re square now!”

the bank card flying up and smacking his proud and icy face before they both

was stormy; he closed his

you lost your mind? How dare you throw stuff at

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