Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

In the end, Remington got into the passenger seat without saying a word.

As the car pulled away, Lizetta reached over and pulled Yolanda close, letting her rest on her shoulder.

"You must've been losing sleep these past few days, huh? Don't think too much about it, just get some rest. I'll wake you when we arrive."

Lizetta's voice flowed softly in the car, gentle and soothing, like a lullaby.

Yolanda leaned against Lizetta, tilting her head to wrap her arms around Lizetta's waist, almost burying herself in her embrace.

Lizetta looked down with a smile, patting Yolanda's shoulder gently.

Cedric, driving, glanced at his boss beside him.

Man, the boss was shooting daggers through the rearview mirror at Ms. Yolanda, almost setting her on fire with his gaze.

The car was thick with the tension, almost as if it were filled with the jealousy brewed by the Dashiell Group.

Worried that Remington might actually throw his wife's best friend out of the car in a fit of jealousy, Cedric decided to break the ice.

"Ma'am, long time no see. They say Tranquil Meadows is a place that nurtures beauty and grace, and you look even more radiant than before, absolutely breathtaking." Yolanda, not wanting to speak in front of others, had already closed her eyes, leaning against Lizetta.

lively and energetic girl, now so quiet and serene, almost broke Lizetta's

could almost understand the urge Yolanda used to have to

her daydream of beating the crap out of

emotional intelligence, always

that was previously fixed on the backseat now piercing through him. Cedric nearly floored the accelerator into the car

your eyes on

needles, his hands sweaty

the lady genuinely complimenting him, or

offended her,

he had managed to offend Lizetta, as she flashed him another

and I have been divorced for quite some time now. Maybe it's time to change how you address me, to avoid

wanted to correct himself, but with the boss right there, exuding an ever-colder aura, he gritted

all the

way, ma'am, where did you and

was a picture

quickly replaced by an apologetic look, "Oh, look at me, still stuck in old habits.

Lizetta, "..."

have

heading to