Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 266

Evelina continued, “My dad’s been ticked off at me these past few days, gave me a few good slaps across the face. Everyone’s steering clear of him, not a soul’s willing to throw a dime at the Hawthome family’s way, to bankroll them with a loan. The Hawthorne family’s really up the creek without a paddle. Mr. Dashiell, I’m begging you, for the sake of the bun in my oven, cut the Hawthorne family some stack, will you? I promise !!! stay on the straight and narrow and bring this baby into the world, shower him with love, and raise him right. You care so much about kids, you surely wouldn’t want this little one to start life without even having a mom around

Evelina’s one cheek was still swollen from the slap Lizetta landed on her, and on the other cheek, the faint outline of a handprint was visible.

It looked like Kevin’s handiwork, and she did look genuinely remorseful and pitiful as all get–out.

Remington’s gaze fell on Evelina’s belly, he nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice.

“You’d better remember what you said today, and just so we’re clear, my decision is final – there won’t be any more cash infusions for the Hawthome family. But I’ll give you a fighting chance; whether you can pull in any investments is up to fate now.”

With that, Remington tumed on his heel and left.

Evelina clenched her fists tight, looking up at his retreating figure with a mix of relief and seething anger.

The news about the Starlight Group bankrolling the Hawthorne Group and then pulling out had been making the rounds.

That was supposed to be hush–hush, strictly inside baseball; the fact that it was buzzing all over the business circuit meaned Remington’d got his fingerprints all over it.

He was broadcasting to everyone that the Hawthome family crossed him, and Kevin’d been hitting brick walls left and right. Bankers and big shots wouldn’t even deign to meet him, let alone talk about investing.

If Remington didn’t ease up, the Hawthome family’s only out was a dead end.

If Remington got wind

herself into the lion’s den today and getting a thrashing from Fiona and Lizetta, she’d managed to stir up a bit of guilt in

investments were hard to come by,

wouldn’t just lie down and accept defeat; once she was back on her feet, she was going

pay

back a

The next day.

flight, so first thing in the morning, she whipped up some tasty treats, packed them up, and went to the

Joseph first, brought him homemade cookies and jerky, and said her goodbyes.

worry, I’ll be good and follow the doc’s orders, get better, and then I’ll make

hair, feeling tears well

Lizetta checked in on her brother, gave him a massage, and talked a lot.

time she and Yolanda left the hospital, it was already noon. Yolanda had a stand–in gig in the afternoon and had to head to the set, so they said their

to Director Harriet of that fantasy drama today. Not sure if I

I don’t need a send–off. I’ve already shipped my big luggage, just got some personal items left. Plus, I gotta come back next month for the divorce papers, so we’ll catch up soon. Just remember to check in on my brother

Yolanda nod reluctantly, get in the car, and leave.

at the Dashiell Group CEO’s office.

conference and was flipping through branch reports, half–listening to Cedric rattling off