As the voice echoed, three tall and striking figures swiftly walked in from outside. It was Remington, Cassius, and Timothy. Each had a distinct style, yet all exuded powerful auras. As they entered, the private room seemed to brighten a few shades.

Especially the few aspiring stars around Margaret, their eyes lit up, barely concealing their ambitions.

Stella and Shirley immediately tensed up, with Shirley instinctively shrinking back, unease written all over her face. Stella's fingers tightened nervously. She was haunted by the memory of seeing Remington holding Lizetta as they left the West estate four months ago.

She feared that Remington still harbored feelings for Lizetta, risking making a scene in public. Feeling lost, Stella was suddenly nudged by one of the young stars who had just been flattering her.

"Look, it's Mr. Dashiell! He must've heard about Ms. West's trouble and rushed over. Ms. West, go talk to him."

Without thinking, Stella took a few steps forward. Gathering her courage, she approached Remington with a forced smile.

"Remington, what brings you here? Heard about Liz and me? We had a little misunderstanding....."

and the misunderstanding, hoping it would prompt Remington to inquire further. In her mind, if he engaged in

as he walked past her as if she were

you hurt? Had

Remington had already quickly made his way to Lizetta,

his voice.

if to touch

е

cheek, but Lizetta

politely avoiding his touch. She tilted her head towards

saying,

Dashiell, you seem to be concerned about the wrong person. Ms. West is over there. If you're looking to play the hero,

something more damaging,

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