Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 231

“Keep up.”

In the car, when Remington momentarily opened his eyes, his expression gave nothing

ครบ away.

“Follow her,” he instructed, and on hearing this, the driver eased the car into motion,. trailing behind Lizetta at a distance.

It wasn’t long before Lizetta successfully hailed a cab.

“Sir, do we keep tailing her?” the driver asked cautiously.

It’s broad daylight; there shouldn’t be any danger.

Remington had only ordered to follow Lizetta because he was concerned that she might have been masking her emotions and could suddenly fall apart. But clearly, she hadn’t.

Remington’s gaze swept over the taxi’s license plate and he directed, “No need, head to the west suburbs.”

By the time Remington arrived, Cedric had already been having a field day with Jolin, Apollo, and another in an abandoned warehouse for quite some time.

The trio, so arrogant and scheming back at the hospital, were now tied up on chairs, doused in gasoline, their faces stricken with fear, shaking like leaves, and looking utterly pitiful.

Remington’s right–hand man, Ray, was sitting nearby with his legs crossed nonchalantly. toying with a box of matches.

Shhhk.

the trio, teasing the flames of their anxiety. Each time, the fire came

matches lay scattered around them, their hearts

we swear we’ll keep our word, we won’t dare do it again, just let us go,” Erica’s voice was hoarse from

outsmart Lizetta would backfire. and lead to such retribution from Remington’s people, she would have never made

will you?” Apollo yelled, just after a matchstick had

beneath him, his control

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and next to her was a pool

looked the worst, weak and

who had been standing aside without laying a hand on anyone, would be more approachable than the menacing Ray, who looked like he had blood on his

from now on,

and

said, “Mrs. Gardenia, you really shouldn’t be jumping around like that. If you accidentally hit a spark and go up in flames, we can’t

froze in terror, on

moment that the door to the warehouse was pushed open.

The three desperate individuals turned to look, filled with

had arrived, hope flickered across their faces, and they began to cry out and beg

am Liz’s birth mother. Even if I’ve erred, considering I brought

We’re family, there’s no need for deep hatred,