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!

with death

would be up in arms, not this

again last night. He used to flaunt his time with

freak out!

disdain, Cedric had a two–second silent vigil for his

check out this

handed

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.

Cedric spoke, Lizetta had already taken the phone and started the

taken from across the street unintentionally.

and slender silhouette carrying the pastry box, leaving Blissful Bites Restaurant in an instant.

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he left the house, head down, seemingly adjusting a

him. Remington’s towering figure stiffened for a

staggered several steps backward himself. That woman, now pushed aside, lunged at Remington again with

around them, and bodyguards rushed forward, pinning

clutching his abdomen, still holding the pastry

abruptly ended, and Lizetta’s pale face trembled, her phone

truly stabbed!

She had so much to say to him.

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