Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 272

Even someone as gutsy as Yolanda was breaking out in a cold sweat, her face white as a sheet.

“Remi, this has gotta be Lizetta’s doing. Hot Chili must be dancing to Lizetta’s tune, you can’t just pin it all

on her.”

Cassius was seriously worried that Remington might just choke Yolanda right there and then.

He stepped up to shield her a bit and tried to reason with Remington.

But Yolanda wasn’t having any of it. Anxious that Remington might unleash all his fury on Lizetta, she pushed Cassius aside and blurted out.

“Why wouldn’t a wife dare to tell her husband she’s pregnant? What’s that all about? Mr. Dashiell, maybe you should take a long, hard look in the mirror, huh? Who says it was all Liz’s idea, I also, mmph!”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence before Cassius clamped a hand over her mouth.

But at that moment, Remington was too preoccupied to squabble with Yolanda, storming out of the private room with a murderous vibe trailing behind him.

Yolanda, in a panic, shoved Cassius away. “Let go of me! How can you dump all the blame on Liz?”

“You’re biting the hand that feeds you, you know! I’m saving your butt here, or else you’ll be screwed! It’s their marital issue, and Liz is carrying Remi’s kid. What’s he gonna do to her? You better watch your own back, you dimwit!”

Despite Cassius‘ warnings, Yolanda was still worried sick. She fumbled for her phone to call Lizetta.

snatched the phone out of

Give

do realize that tipping someone

the room like a headless chicken.

the airport, in the waiting

“Ugh.”

the wall, retching into the

sip of water, it

concerned voice came from behind her. He patted her back gently and handed her an opened

up, her face pale, and took

“Thanks, Hogan.”

bad all of a sudden? Were

seeing Lizetta covered in a sheen of sweat,

her head, forcing a

in a sec. You don’t have to stick around, Hogan. You better hurry

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Hogan left for another

she sat, hand on her belly, her expression a mix

leaving your dad? Are you sad for me?”

Dashiell family mansion, Lizetta had given the baby this nickname in the tar