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

decision to make,

her fists, her shoulders trembling

did not bring the satisfaction she had imagined.

like a breakup with years of emotions,

to publicly refute him, disregarding even the facade of

to be encased in ice, extending his hand to her with a faint

come here, let’s go home. We can discuss

was his way

Lizetta knew him too well and

wish to join the dance troupe, with his talk of

tongue, she stood her ground.

Remington wasn’t her biological brother, over the years, he

her heart

face grew even paler, and she turned her head

and a chill down her

It was Jerome.

passed it to Hamilton Hamilton, after offering

the jacket and said, “Put this on, don’t catch a cold.”

slightly startled, instinctively adjusted the jacket

F 3

“Thank you”

then turned to

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