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 tie, seeing the man by the window, and sorta lost her marbles for a sec. He felt unfamiliar yet stirred something naive in her.

and she nervously made

two years, and her growth spurt kicked in late, looking like

jumping, still couldn’t reach Remington’s neck

servants snickered on the side, and her face

purpose! Bend down a bit!”

laughing then

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

10 05

stop teasing.”

well, but for some reason, she was a mess and tied

and blew a

you doing! Put her down,

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

your time,

remembered his indulgent

spirits lifted, and she mustered up the courage to keep going with

wife’s job. Your

cut her off with a sharp

you are making a 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

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