Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 225

Shirley’s words left Lizetta so gobsmacked that her reaction was delayed by a split second, just long enough for Shirley’s hands to nearly throttle her.

Out of the blue, Remington swooped in from behind, grabbed Shirley’s hands, and chucked her away.

“Locked up for a full day and night and still no clue what you did wrong?”

Remington pulled Lizetta close, giving Shirley an icy stare as she lay crumpled on the floor.

Shirley hadn’t realized Remington was in the mix. After clashing with Lizetta at the café, Cedric had hauled her off here with bodyguards to keep watch.

They’d kept her cooped up for over 24 hours without so much as a drop of water.

Now, Shirley was pale as a ghost, looking all worn out, her lips cracked and peeling from dryness.

No wonder she was spitting mad the second she laid eyes on Lizetta.

But with Remington’s gaze on her, fear crept back in, and tears started to fall.

“Remi, Lizetta’s already kicked you to the curb, and I’m your blood cousin, for crying out loud. How can you be so blind, taking her side like that? My parents and my brother are in the dark about me being locked up on the down–low. If they get wind of this, they’ll surely stir up a storm with Grandma and Uncle to get me some justice.

“Done wrong and still got the nerve to pull rank with Grandma and Uncle? Shirley, I’m thinking maybe you’re itching for a few more days in the slammer.”

Remington’s voice was dripping with disdain as he wrapped his arm around Lizetta, ready to walk away.

Shirley was in panic mode now, well aware that in the Dashiell family.not even her parents playing second fiddle, let alone Fiona and Nathan, could lay a finger on Remington.

be locked up again; she was practically starving.

from me? If I have to apologize to Lizetta, I’ll

her here to get an apology from Shirley.

anticipated Shirley being locked up by

flung at her in the café, Lizetta spoke up calmly.

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apology, and I’m not in the forgiving mood. Apologies are easy, and Ms. Shirley,

really? Just the other day, Shirley was strong–armed by Fiona into making amends with her at the family

was there at the café, cussing Lizetta out in front

response, Shirley thought she was playing

faced Remington, all bold and brash, “Remi, you heard her, right? She doesn’t want my apology. I’m

was over, she made a beeline for the door, worried any delay

at the door

face went white as a sheet again, tears streaming

really want from

at her, just cast his eyes down to Lizetta and asked, “You sure you don’t want an

would apologies do with someone like Shirley? They’re utterly meaningless, only embolden her, and leave her holding a grudge, waiting to lash out even

Lizetta’s words. He shot a glance at

you’ve been up to more than I

turning ghostly pale, wishing she could tear Lizetta’s mouth