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.

was desperate not to be locked

forward, crying, “Remi, what do you want. from me? If I have to apologize to Lizetta, I’ll do it, just

Remington to bring her

she anticipated Shirley being locked up by

flung at her in the café, Lizetta

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forgiving mood. Apologies are easy, and Ms. Shirley,

the other day, Shirley was strong–armed by Fiona

there at the café, cussing Lizetta

Lizetta’s response, Shirley thought she was

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

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

the bodyguard at the door pushed her back

as a

you really

down to Lizetta and asked, “You sure you don’t

out a self–deprecating laugh, “What good would apologies do with someone like Shirley? They’re utterly meaningless, only embolden her, and leave her

Lizetta’s words. He shot a

again? Shirley, seems like you’ve been up

face turning ghostly pale, wishing