Chapter 287

Lizetta stood there, staring blankly at Cedric standing at the door, feeling a wave of disappointment crash over her, and so awkward she wanted to dig a hole and bury Remington in it.

“Cedric, why is it you? Uh, sorry about just now.”

Lizetta apologized but also frowned.

This was her and Remington’s bedroom, and Cedric barging in without even knocking was both rude and weird.

The next second, Cedric’s words explained this odd behavior.

“Mrs. Dashiell, Mr. Dashiell was attacked yesterday, got seriously Injured, was fighting for his life all night and has now been rushed to the ICU. You should hurry and see him before it’s too late to catch his final

moments.”

Cedric had been assigned by Remington to play “Director of Women’s Affairs” for a day and had been the spectacle for the Starlight Group’s employees, which totally wrecked him.

Cedric just wanted Remington to win his wife back pronto and get his head straight.

So, Cedric laid it on thick. He bit his tongue, and tears started falling.

Lizetta just gawked at him, her brain went blank for a sec, her body froze.

But she quickly scoffed, “Cedric, what kind of trick is Remington pulling now? He’s in cahoots with you, right? Hey, our country’s pretty safe, and besides, this is Zion City! You’re telling me Remington just gets attacked like that?”

No way!

only time Remington’s dealing with death was when he’s

Remington, Zion City would be up in arms, not

out with Evelina again last night. He used to flaunt his time with his old flame, and now he’s gotten sneaky

thought, “I can’t freak out! Definitely

anger and icy disdain, Cedric had

Dashiell, it’s all true, check out this video if

handed his

Dashiell was thinking of you on his way home from work yesterday. He remembered how much you loved the rose pastries and sugar–steamed cheesecakes from Blissful Bites Restaurant, so he made a detour to buy some for you. But as he

had already taken the phone and started

from

Remington’s tall and slender silhouette carrying the pastry

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gray suit from yesterday when he left

bumped into him. Remington’s towering figure stiffened

steps backward himself. That woman, now pushed aside, lunged at Remington again with a knife in her

and bodyguards rushed forward, pinning the woman

knelt on one knee, clutching his

pale face trembled, her phone dropping to

truly

how could he be dying? She had

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