Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 307

Lizetta’s voice trailed off as she too remembered the moment she saw that news article. In the photo, Quinn was bundled up in layers, his face hidden behind a bulky mask.

For a second, she had wondered why someone would cover up so much at such an important and formal business event

Then she thought maybe he had a cold and didn’t want to spread it around. Quinn was always known for being kind–hearted and generous, a real gentleman.

But now, thinking back, could it have been that the person in the photo wasn’t Quinn at

Lizetta looked up at Remington in shock. Remington’s handsome face was pale, his eyes showing an unmistakable pain that he

couldn’t hide

A heavy feeling settled in Lizetta’s heart. Deep down, she had known all along.

Remington would never joke about his best friend’s life. Quinn was truly gone.

“Was that person a stand-in?” she asked, her voice quivering, already knowing the answer.

Remington nodded. “NovaTech Innovations has been the West family’s major focus for the post five years, the comerstone of the West family’s future. Quinn built it from the ground up. His passing at this time would have been devastating for the company. His dad had no choice but to resort to this”

death of the controlling owner, that could be considered

lips thinned. The West family needs to get through this tough time first. Hiding the death itself isn’t illegal, it’s only if we obtain a considerable illegal benefit and cause significant financial loss that

the situation of the West family and felt deeply

like the other wealthy dynasties around Zion City. They

a loving couple, with Quinn as their only son who had taken over the family

family. His sudden death at such a young age, especially at a critical moment of the company’s transformation,

these were not things Lizetta could do anything

issues within the West Group and stabilize morale. In a few days,

voice was hoarse. Lizetta, who had known Quinn since childhood, felt a wave of sadness.

of Remington’s relationship with Quinn, she felt

Remington’s waist,

be hurting. You should’ve told me

leaning

how did

with deep sorrow, as if the

throat worked for a moment before he spoke in a hoarse whisper, “Car

Quinn had been on his way to see him when the