Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

A week had passed since Remington had last shown his face to Lizetta.

Lizetta herself had been laying low, only sharing a couple of songs she had composed while in Luminesia online, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

Barbara's funeral had been carried out with little fanfare.

On the day of the funeral, Stella and Martin had tried calling Remington several times, but he never picked up.

He missed the funeral, but Nathan and Hanna were there, supporting each other. A few photos from the funeral had leaked online.

In one of them, Hanna was holding Stella, gently patting her back in comfort, while Nathan and Martin looked on, grief-stricken.

The bond between the Dashiell and West families seemed unshaken.

The media had even speculated that the two families had already joined forces through marriage.

After Barbara's first week memorial, Stella headed to the Starlight Group office early in the morning.

She was dressed in a black dress, her right hand covered with a specially designed glove, her arm adorned with a black mourning band, and a small white chrysanthemum clip in her hair, which made her look even more delicate and pitiable.

servant, carrying

was immediately

West, please accept our deepest sympathies. You've lost

You're so dedicated. Mr. Dashiell should really

seat. I'll go warm up some

over a month and had made

room, she clumsily burned her hand and had to remove her glove,

were kids and their life-and-death bond quickly

actually Remington's secret wife. They believed Remington had kept their marriage under wraps to

back tears yet smiling

for your concern, I'm here today

a cough from the back of the crowd

set in a cold expression, walking

danger, was now frowning, trying to convey to his colleagues they should scatter and save themselves. But the

had just passed away. If anything, they thought Mr. Dashiell would be

get a bonus for comforting his wife during work