Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington had just wrapped up a meeting when he got word that Hans had bolted. As he strode towards his office, the air around him felt heavy with tension.

"We've tracked him to an hour ago at the airport. It looks like he caught on to our tail and got spooked. He's left Zion City," Ray reported, his voice tight with concern. "I underestimated him, Mr. Dashiell. I let him slip through our fingers, but I promise to make it right and bring him back."

Remington's handsome face was set in a grim line. "Let's talk when you've got him," he said curtly before ending the call.

Catching up to him, Timothy Temple clapped Remington on the shoulder, a note of concern in his voice. "Hey, Remi, take it easy, will you? All this stress is aging you."

Timothy thought back to their recent meeting with the Temple Group, where Remington had been all business, his demeanor so frosty that Timothy could've sworn they were in the red for five million dollars, no profiting.

Remington, in no mood for chitchat, shrugged off Timothy's hand, his reply icy. "Why are you still here?"

"Come on, Remi, I'm just looking out for you. You know, Litchi is all about the looks. If you let yourself go, you're out of the game. Keeping a light touch, giving her space to breathe-that's key. Make sure you dazzle her next time, get her heart racing..."

Before Timothy could finish, the door to Remington's office slammed shut in his face, leaving him to mutter to himself about the wasted wisdom of his many romantic endeavors.

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