Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

On the other side, at Lanson Villa.

The moment Remington heard Hans's voice, his heart clenched as if gripped by an icy hand. His voice seemed to echo from the depths of hell. Yet, the only response was a sharp, sudden disconnection, plunging the surroundings into a deep silence, punctuated only by his own frantic heartbeat.

"Remington! Where are you going?!"

As Remington pulled open the car door, Stella tried desperately to hold him back. With a forceful shove, she fell hard onto the rain-soaked ground, her umbrella rolling away, caught by the wind. She didn't get up, instead getting splashed in the face by the cold spray from the car tires. Opening her eyes, she saw the tail lights of the Bentley flicker and then disappear into the rain, leaving behind the three bodyguards who had been left to watch over Evelina. They exchanged looks. The leader instructed one to stay behind and quickly drove off with another, following Remington.

"Ms. West, please get up."

A servant from the West family approached with an umbrella, bending down to offer Stella a hand. Stella pushed the servant's hand away and stood up on her own. The servant, attempting to show concern, stopped mid-sentence upon seeing Stella's expression. Expecting Ms. West to be heartbroken and helpless, the servant was taken aback by her icy demeanor, her face momentarily illuminated by the red lights of an ambulance, almost sinister.

on her way to the hospital as he drove down the mountain road. His car cut through the rain

an hour

already too late - Lizetta

the OR, the Maddens were still waiting Jerome was trying to convince the elders to go home, but Mrs. Bernice Madden refused to leave leaving Nelson with

doesn't look good. She had lost a lot of blood upon arrival, and Mr. Madden had to sign

quickly briefed

another bodyguard to hand to Remington. Remington stopped him with a gesture and turned to look at the waiting area. There, Nelson and Mrs. Bernice Madden were sitting, with Jerome squatting down to hand the

wn

He knew it was Lizetta's blood. So bright, so red. Her frail, delicate body, how could it shed so much