Remington's words landed with a definitive thud.

The man carried an air of cool arrogance, as if he held unwavering confidence in what he said.

Lizetta, however, felt like Remington had just become an expert at making her squirm.

How did someone who used to be so stingy with his words suddenly become so adept at spinning tales at the drop of a hat?

When did they grow up together? It was Stella who had grown up alongside him. And when were they ever deeply in love? It was only his coldness within their marriage that had left her tasting the bitter pill of waiting.

Lizetta couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted Remington, "Hey, why are you here?"

"I heard a junior of ours is getting her full certification this month. I was passing by and thought I'd drop in to congratulate her."

didn't communicate much privately, and since he was here for

touch felt less like it hit his side and more like it plunged

deep eyes momentarily filled with a galaxy of stars as he leaned in and whispered, "Liz, you're touching me again! Do

the context would think she had done something outrageous to him in public. She shot him a glare and quickly greeted Hogan before hurrying

smile playing on his lips and one hand

their

the distance. Seeing the playful smirk on Remington's face and Lizetta's annoyed yet lively demeanor, they looked like a typical couple hashing out a small quarrel. Hogan's hand, hidden beneath his coat, clenched tightly. Liz, will you eventually forgive

Remington reached Thaddeus' room, Cedric

recorder in

Daisylin bumping into this

the recorder to Lizetta,

recording. Daisylin's desperation to keep the recorder from her meant it

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