Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"I definitely didn't do this."

"There's no way my wife did this!"

Lizetta hadn't expected her voice to overlap with Remington's deep and powerful tone.

The man, holding the letter, turned to look at her. Their eyes met, and Lizetta felt a slight sting at the tip of her nose, her heart melting.

Fortunately, he believed her completely. That was enough!

"Remington, your godmother was nearly beyond saving! This letter, its intent is malicious; it was meant to take your godmother's life! You can't cover for her," Martin said gravely.

Lizetta took a step forward, standing by Remington's side, "But why would I harm Mrs. West? Just because she doesn't like me? There are plenty of people who don't like me. I'm not crazy enough to harm someone for such a reason.

Mrs. West's story is so tragic. I've always felt sympathy for her, never

ordeal, it would add yet another hurdle my husband couldn't overcome, and he'd end up resenting

your reasons. I heard you and Remington are planning a wedding, and my wife disagrees.

Remington took Lizetta's hand, interrupting him to remind

her own handwriting? Handwriting can be imitated. The biggest winner today isn't my wife." "Remington, what do you mean by that?"

as if he could see right through

matter

Lizetta's, especially since Lizetta had a previous conflict with

this situation, Remington would staunchly defend Lizetta, as if he never doubted her for a

of innocence and sadness, "Mr. Dashiell, you're not suspecting me, are you? I just

next to Martin, anxious and angry, "Martin, how could I harm the baby's grandma? That wouldn't benefit me at all! Mr. Dashiell can't just frame someone else to

professionals compare the handwriting, and checking for my fingerprints