Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 226

Lizetta was eyeballing Shirley, but she didn’t notice Remington at her side also casting a glance her way, his expression unusually tinged with surprise.

Shirley, meanwhile, was frowning and grinding her teeth as she stared at Lizetta, her face a mix of sarcasm and astonishment.

The way Lizetta asked the question, it was as if she had zero clue about the whole thing. No way, Lizetta had to be faking it.

Shirley let out a scoff, dripping with sarcasm: “Cut the act, will ya? Hogan’s the new hotshot in Zion City. Four years back, Hogan got into a car wreck, ended up

his legs.

all messed up. Mrs. White came knocking at the Dashiell family’s door, wanted to set you up with Hogan. You’re telling me you didn’t drug Remi to dodge that bullet?”

“Enough!” Remington’s voice cut through, heavy and firm, as he signaled his bodyguards to step forward.

As the bodyguards dragged Shirley towards the villa, Remington wrapped an arm around Lizetta’s shoulder and said, “Since you don’t need her apology, let’s bounce.”

Lizetta’s mind was a hot mess. Frowning, she followed Remington out on autopilot.

Back in the living room, Shirley, being hauled away by the bodyguards, was freaking out, yelling at the top of her lungs.

“Remi, you gonna keep me locked up? Don’t leave me! Lizetta, come back! Isn’t my apology enough? Let go of me! How long do you plan to keep me here? Trying to starve me to death or what? Even if you lock me up, at least feed me, for heaven’s sake!”

One of the bodyguards sat Shirley down on the couch and dryly asked, “Ms. Shirley, your want something to eat?”

If you still recognize me as Ms. Shirley, then show some respect. Even if Remi’s mad and wants to punish me, he’s just grounding

dishes from several different joints, ordering the bodyguards to fetch

thin smile. “Ms. Shirley, please

with her legs crossed, shaking her foot,

if Remington had her cooped up? She was the only heiress among

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what did Lizetta

that Remi would really do anything

nasty things from Lizetta, must be giving her a piece of his mind right now, and

as Shirley was daydreaming about the feast and drooling over it,

and said, “Ms. Shirley, here’s the drink Mr. Remington has prepared for you. He says you gotta

the heck is this?” Shirley shot up, staring at the ten bottles of liquid, her

she wasn’t seeing things,

water,” came the bodyguard’s

stomach ulcer

her stomach empty. Ten bottles

says you’ll learn what it’s like to speak without thinking once you’ve had these. Don’t worry, Ms. Shirley, the ambulance will be here

white with fear, and she tried to run but was caught by a bodyguard and pushed

approached with the

the other pried open her