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!

death

to Remington, Zion City would be up in arms, not this

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

“I can’t freak out!

icy disdain, Cedric had a two–second silent

out this

forward and handed his phone to Lizetta.

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

had already taken

taken from across the street

she recognized Remington’s tall and slender silhouette carrying the pastry box, leaving Blissful

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gray suit from yesterday when he left the house, head down, seemingly adjusting a ribbon on the pastry box.

in a coat bumped into him. Remington’s

backward himself. That woman, now pushed

around them, and bodyguards rushed forward, pinning the

knee, clutching his abdomen, still

and Lizetta’s pale face trembled, her

truly stabbed!

dying? She had so much to say

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