Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington's fingers clenched around his phone with such force that his knuckles stood out starkly in the night.

A chill crept up his spine, that unsettling feeling sweeping over him once again.

"Get it sorted!" he commanded, his voice a deep growl. He didn't wait for Ray's response before hanging up and immediately dialing Lizetta's number. During those few seconds waiting for the ringtone, even his breaths became short and rapid.

His mind raced with a flurry of thoughts. He had assumed Hans had spotted a tail and bolted out of fear.

But now, the idea that Hans's flight from Zion City was just a decoy, and that he might still be lurking there, raised the question: what was he planning?

The image of Hans confronting Lizetta flashed before Remington's eyes, her face pale with shock.

He couldn't bear to think what might happen if Hans was still around, biding his time...

His palm, gripping the phone, grew clammy.

But the phone kept ringing with no answer.

Remington's brow furrowed deeply, then dialed Bess's number.

Meanwhile, Evelina was being carried out, her screams piercing the air as she was loaded into a vehicle.

Stella approached rapidly, urging, "Remington, let's go. We need to head to the hospital..."

She reached out to pat his shoulder, but he turned abruptly.

bolt of lightning lit up the night sky, revealing

eyes were a frightening red, like a predator

staggered back two

moved past her like a gust of wind, his silhouette cold and hurried,

didn't answer her phone either,

that something was wrong at

me..." Stella's voice trailed off as she ran after

with rain pouring

bodyguard tried to offer Remington an umbrella, but before it could be opened, he had already dashed into the rainfall, heading straight for

echoed from the stretcher as

the umbrella from the bodyguard, chased after Remington through

are you going? You'll get sick

words were torn apart

of it seemed unreal, a distant

thought: he needed to get back to Zion City, to see

two bodyguards left with her would keep her

always slept through her phone ringing Maybe she was just ignoring

And Bess, probably taking

of Liz's sleep to

Such laziness,

he opened the car door, and as if in answer to his prayers, his phone finally rang. "Lovely