Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 275

Lizetta wasn’t about to just meekly follow Remington out the door. She immediately grabbed the armrest of her seat and started hollering for help.

“I’m not going! Help! I don’t know this guy!”

Twisting her head, she realized that even though the plane was packed, it was dead silent.

Everyone was rubbernecking their drama, but no one had the guts to step in

That was because night behind Remington stood the captain and the crew, along with a few black–clad bodyguards he’d brought along.

The captain had personally opened the door to let Remington in, which was a dead giveaway that he was bad news.

But Lizetta wasn’t one to back down from a fight, sure that there was always someone out there who didn’t bow to power.

She was about to cry for help again when the man leaned in and whispered in her ear.

“Have you forgotten about Yolanda and your brother?”

Remington was actually using Yolanda and Thaddeus as leverage.

Lizetta’s heart sank, and without thinking, her grip on the armrest loosened.

Remington scooped her up completely, looking pretty pleased with himself, he even nodded at the captain and crew.

“Thanks, folks.”

crew had been busy keeping passengers calm and

of rescue, she stopped struggling and just hung her head, letting Remington

down, her long hair fell in a cascade, and all he could see from his angle was the top of her head, which made her

they had on the way. His steps slowed,

tightened his arms, holding the woman in his embrace even closer, like she was his

strange, full emotion swelled in his chest, and the restlessness that had been troubling his

plane to where a stretch

over with steady steps, and the bodyguards immediately swung the car door open.

looked up from his embrace and glanced back at the plane

we’d go get our divorce papers. And you had no objections to me going abroad. How

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her, her pale face framed with red–rimmed eyes, looking so pitiful it was

she was not only unhappy but downright

me that badly? Remington asked with a sneer, barely hiding his

to want to hear her reply and said in a deep voice. “Too bad, the ball’s

put Lizetta in the car, then followed

sofa seat, wanting nothing to do with being

to the side, creating a clear divide between them.

legs carelessly, his thigh muscles. pressing against Lizetta’s