Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 259

“I’m heading back with you to drop Granny off,” Remington chimed in, as if he caught on to Lizetta’s confusion and decided to clear it up.

Lizetta frowned, “You better stay here and take care of Ms. Hawthome”

“Look at you, playing the generous card,” Remington snorted.

Lizetta thought he was off his rocker, couldn’t be bothered with him, and flipped him an elegant eye roll before turning away.

Fiona, or ine other hand, turned to Remington and gave it to him straight.

“Scram! Can’t you see Liz can’t stand you?”

Remington, with one hand in his pocket, sidestepped to open the elevator for them and said, “Well, Granny, you can stand me, so that’s something.”

Fiona let out a laugh, “I can’t stand you! I don’t have a cheating scumbag of a grandson! I want to live a couple more years, and seeing you just gets my blood boiling, shortening my life. Get lost, I don’t need your help!”

Fiona almost swung her cane again.

Yet, despite their clear disdain, Remington acted like he didn’t notice a thing and stepped into the elevator with them.

As the elevator slowly descended, Remington turned his head towards Lizetta and said, “Hand me a tissue.”

Lizetta didn’t budge; she knew Remington was a germaphobe and had just touched the elevator buttons, so he was definitely looking to clean his hands.

them would drive

his problem,

hear, even shifted closer to Fiona, giving Remington nothing but the back of

he let out a chuckle.

got a

done with him, she shifted again, not even

would get him to back off, but to

his palm against hers, his fingertips deliberately

give me a tissue, we might

into laughter over his childish antics. She yanked her hand back with irritation, pulled out a wet wipe from her bag,

“Thanks.”

pulled out the wipe, he

control her temper, and took out another

her puffed–up side face, Remington’s thin lips curved slightly.

with the tissue, but then he saw Lizetta, with a look of disgust, vigorously wiping the hand

turned cold, an

blind; she saw all her grandson’s petty actions reflected in the elevator’s mirror.

she couldn’t stand

it was time to make a good impression, he did nothing, hurt his wife’s feelings, and now

her own grandson,

herself between them, and let out a