Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 240

“Alright.” Remington hung up, grabbed his coat, and bolted out of the office.

Cedric quickly stood up and approached as Remington headed briskly towards the elevator

“No need to tag along.”

Cedric nodded, a bit curious about where the boss was off to all by himself this late.

But he still had something to run by him, so he followed a few steps and asked.

“Mr. Dashiell, Mr. Frost and the others are still in the meeting room having tea, should we…”

Earlier in the evening, when Remington came back to pull an all–nighter at the Starlight Group, he had Cedric summon Mr. Frost, Mt. Grover, and Mr. Hardy

They were there, but out of sight, just ordered to be kept in a small meeting room, sipping on tea.

Pot after pot, no bathroom breaks.

Now, after more than three hours, the three honchos were pale as ghosts and about to blow a gasket.

“Let ‘em stew till the wee hours and then they can scram.”

Remington had reached the elevator and issued the command indifferently.

nodded, “Any message for

ask their better

stepped into the elevator, and Cedric bowed slightly, stepping back, then suddenly

Dashiell, you might bump into Mr. Hawthorne on your way down.” Evelina had been sent home, and the driver had relayed Remington’s message about pulling the plug on

to the Starlight Group in a panic, but Remington hadn’t let him up all this time.

lot, Remington ran into Kevin, who was lying in wait. Seeing Remington stride over, Kevin hurried up to

whim? She’s had a tough childhood, and we spoiled her rotten when she got back, making her even

ignored Kevin, opened his car

door, but a cold, warning glance from Remington chilled even this seasoned businessman to the bone, stopping him in his

the engine, then rolled down the window

with me, Mr. Hawthorne, you’d better straighten out your good–for–nothing daughter, so she doesn’t stir

spat between Remington and Evelina, but Remington’s words were

warning.

count as

already sped out of the

before Lizetta, driving slowly to the old neighborhood. From a distance, he spotted a bundle

and looked down at the

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on you for having the sense to put on a thick coat before heading

wrapped in a big, thick down jacket and looked up

Remi, you’re so heartless, no wonder Liz