Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta clearly understood the veiled threat in Stella's words, a slight frown creasing her forehead.

She had been in a terrible state of mind at the time, too impulsive for her own good. It had been broad daylight, the scandal was huge, but afterward, the West family and the police hadn't come looking for her. There had been no whispers or rumors online or offline. The whole incident had been quietly squashed, and Lizetta knew it was all thanks to Remington's efforts.

Hearing Stella bring it up now, Lizetta's eyes flashed with a cold light. She laughed, cutting Stella off, "Ms. West, if you won't kneel and apologize, then how about a drink to make amends?"

Lizetta turned, walked over to the liquor cabinet, and grabbed two bottles of whiskey, presenting them to Stella and Margaret with a shake. "One bottle each. Finish it, and all's forgiven. That's not too humiliating, right?"

"You're insane! A bottle could kill someone!" Margaret protested urgently. That was whiskey, tough for even a man to handle half a bottle, let alone one each. If they really drank it all, they'd be carried out. Lizetta was being downright malicious!

"If this won't do, and that won't do, then I'm not here to waste Remington's time," Remington chimed in, clearly out of patience, and turned his head to give an order. "Call Mr. Smith and President Miller, let them come over and figure out how to take their daughters back."

Miller into the mix would definitely blow things up. Remington was clearly determined to go to any lengths to support Lizetta and

"Fine, I'll drink!"

was pampered

if her father found

towards Cassius with tearful eyes, still unwilling to give in. "Cassius, you know I'm not like those socialite women. I can't

Ms. Miller can't handle her drink, then maybe skip

wasn't scared of Yolanda posting the video. Glory Media had a ton of marketing partners; a video like that wouldn't even make a dent on its own. But with Remington's help, it wasn't just

Margaret glanced at Cassius again, but seeing his indifferent expression, she reluctantly took a bottle too. "Cough, cough...

Stella downed her bottle,