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.

to get out of there pronto, not keen on seeing Remington and Shirley even

it, will ya?” she rushed him, and seeing Remington wouldn’t

she was offering him a death warrant instead

“What’s

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

over Hogan, who

hé thought Lizetta got the

pale face flushed red

to dusk to earn this money fair and

done being looked down on, done being the Dashiell family’s charity case, and certainly done

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here was Remington, trivializing her struggles and efforts, not even bothering to ask or

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

out a ledger from her bag, and pushed it along with the

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

in a fit of pique, threw it at him, “Remington,

him right in the chest, the bank card flying up and smacking his proud and icy face before they both landed at his

expression was stormy; he closed his eyes,

lost your mind? How dare you throw

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