Chapter 211

Lizetta fluttered her eyelashes and chuckled, “You know what I was thinking about? There was this one time I tied a tie for you. You still remember that, Remi?”

Remington’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Of course, he remembered, but that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He felt utterly let down and said coldly, “Nope, forgot.”

Lizetta smiled bitterly inside. She knew it, he must’ve totally spaced on it.

After all, it was a decade ago.

That day was his coming–of–age ceremony. The eldest son of the Dashiell family hitting adulthood was a big deal.

It signaled that the future helmsman of the Dashiell family was finally stepping up, ready to carry the weight of a new era on his shoulders.

Naturally, the ceremony had to be grand and filled with pomp.

The Dashiell family started prepping three months in advance, and that’s when she started bugging Remington about tying his tie on such a significant day..

She asked, and he agreed without a second thought.

For that, she consulted the servants, binge–watched tutorials online, and practiced on dummies, hell–bent on tying the slickest knot for him.

When the day finally came, he was decked out in a tailored tailcoat, looking all dapper and grown–up, like he’d morphed from a boy to a man overnight.

the window, and sorta lost her marbles

over with that familiar grin, and she nervously made her way to him, her

Hans for two years, and her growth spurt kicked

tiptoes, practically jumping, still couldn’t reach Remington’s neck to loop the tie around.

servants snickered on the side, and her face went tomato

on purpose! Bend down a bit!” she

then

the way she expected. He scooped her up instead, raising an

10 05

I’ll stop

she

getting antsy, came to check and blew a gasket at

hell are you doing! Put her down,

hung her head in shame and frustration, but Remington didn’t put her down. Instead, he hugged her tighter and

your time, no rush.”

his indulgent tone that

and she mustered up the

That’s a wife’s job. Your future wife

Remington cut her off

mountain out of a molehill. If my wife can’t tolerate Liz, we’re better off without her. Besides, I am fine with my sister tying it, for a lifetime if need

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