Chapter 357

It was Jerome.

He stood in front of Remington, his tall figure blocking the way out

Remington’s eyes were cold as ice, “This is between my wife and me. We’ll discuss it at home. Move”

His presence was imposing, like a sword of winter, making most people instinctively avoid confrontation.

But Jerome didn’t budge, his eyebrows slightly raised in challenge.

“Mr. Dashiell, since you insist on discussing, why not ask Mrs. Dashiell what she thinks right now instead of denying her the chance to speak?”

The air between the two men crackled with an invisible tension, both unyielding.

Lizetta seized the moment to bite Remington’s hand and pushed him away.

Breathing heavily, she declared, “I want to join the dance troupe

Remington’s handsome face tumed cold, his gaze fixed on her as he tried to suppress his anger, speaking in a softer tone.

“You’re pregnant, don’t be rash”

He reached out for Lizetta, “If you want to dance, you can do so occasionally at home. But joining a troupe can wait until Joy is born, okay?”

He tried to grasp Lizetta’s hand, but she stepped back sharply, avoiding his touch.

and coolness in her eyes.

my decision to make, not yours!”

her

to Remington, contradicting him, did not bring the satisfaction

years of emotions, her face turning

to publicly refute him, disregarding even the facade of a

in ice, extending his hand to

We

way of

him too well and understood that he was

join the dance troupe, with his talk of discussion merely a tactic

tongue, she

her biological brother, over the years, he had become an authoritative figure in her

weak, her heart sinking

grew even paler, and she turned her

a chill down her spine,

It was Jerome.

then passed it to Hamilton Hamilton, after offering Lizetta

the jacket and said, “Put this on, don’t

slightly startled, instinctively adjusted the jacket and thanked him.

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“Thank you”

then turned to face Remington.

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