Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 719

Chapter 719

Lizetta rolled her eyes at Shirley with a mocking smile, "Shirley, in the age of streaming and podcasts, you're still stuck on the term 'discarded wife'? What's next, can't step out without your makeup perfectly done?"

Shirley, fuming, pointed a finger at Lizetta, her face a mix of anger and disdain. "And what high horse are you on? Clawing your way into my Remi's bed was the only way you got him to marry you. The momen you got pregnant, you forced my Remi to throw a lavish wedding for you. He despised you so much he didn't even show up; instead, he flew all the way to Stella. Because of your constant nagging and crying, you made the Dashiell household a living hell, and then you lost the baby. It was no surprise Remi had enough and divorced you. If that's not a 'discarded wife,' what is?"

Shirley's portrayal was a complete distortion of the truth. She had always been overshadowed by Lizetta, mainly because Remington favored Lizetta over her. But now, with Lizetta divorced from Remington and working as a celebrity assistant, Shirley felt emboldened.

The Dashiells have always been discreet with their personal affairs, keeping most of their issues away from the public eye. Lizetta wasn't one to socialize much, so not many had seen her before. However, gossip spread fast, and at Shirley's words, the crowd started murmuring in disdain.

"So she's the one from the Dashiell family who climbed her way up through the bed, huh? She does have some beauty; no wonder..."

"Being pretty doesn't get you everything. In the end, a sparrow can't become a phoenix. It's all for nothing."

face here? At Mr. Dashiell's wedding, you all saw it. My cousin was invited; he said Mr.

a flattering gaze. "So, Ms. West is the true love of Mr. Dashiell's heart, huh? Ms. West

Dashiell must have accepted her as

the praise and jokes, genuinely felt her moment was coming soon. She stepped forward, a gentle smile on her

sighed and gestured

Birkin bag, chiming, "Ms. West, isn't this the limited edition from this fall's magazine cover? It must be worth millions by now; only a bag dike this suits

starlet speculated, "Did Mr. Dashiell gift

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spent the first three months bedridden, recovering She had wanted to be around Remington, but he had blocked her. Cedric's calls

bag, Stella smiled coyly, playing it off, "It's just a regular bag, not as exaggerated as you guys make it

out a credit card

the assistant job; it's not for you. Take this money and start

People won't

you