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.

lit up the night

as frost, but his eyes were a frightening red, like

staggered back two steps,

of wind, his silhouette cold and

phone either, an unmistakable sign

that something

trailed off as she ran after him out of the

storm outside was fierce, with rain

already dashed into the rainfall, heading straight for the parked Bentley. The chaos in the courtyard, illuminated by the

from the stretcher as the medical team tried

the umbrella from the bodyguard, chased after Remington through the

are you going? You'll

words were torn apart by the wind

Remington, all of it seemed unreal, a distant

one thought: he needed to get back

the two bodyguards left with her would keep her safe,

was overthinking it. Liz always slept through her phone ringing Maybe she was just ignoring his calls on a whim, teasing him by making

And Bess, probably taking

Liz's sleep to

laziness, he

thoughts, he opened the car door, and as if in answer to his prayers,