Lizetta spun around, a flash of surprise crossing her face, "How did you get in here?"

She frowned and glanced outside, certain she had asked the Madden family's security to keep watch.

Remington steadied her before she could protest, quickly withdrawing his hand afterwards.

He rubbed his fingers together where they had touched her waist, as if her warmth and softness lingered there.

"I told your guards I was worried about you and just wanted to check in. Guess they thought I looked trustworthy enough to let me through."

Lizetta thought he was full of it but didn't have the evidence to prove otherwise. Besides, this wasn't the time to get hung up on that.

Her gaze shifted back to Stella, who had pushed her away only to collapse on the floor herself.

Drunk beyond belief, Stella sprawled on the ground, her body covered in vomit.

"Cough, cough... blargh..."

Choking on her own vomit, Stella struggled to get up only to vomit again.

"Stella, was Hans sent by the West family? Tell me!"

Lizetta, furious, moved closer and crouched down, grabbing Stella by her shirt collar.

"Blargh!"

eyes rolling

Lizetta tugged at her, Stella's response was

stepped in, pulling Lizetta away just in time to avoid getting

too wasted to give us

at Stella sprawled on

were that easy to get evidence from the West family, I wouldn't have had to dig so hard these past few

stopped investigating the

every lead had been meticulously cleaned up. There were hints, but

was all just speculation, no

it. She must

to the bathroom corner, where the janitor's closet was, Inside, there was a mop

empty bucket

to lift it, a strong hand reached out and

to see Remington already turning around with the

"You..."

was slightly stunned, but Remington just looked at her softly

she was surprised he was going to help. Lizetta raised an

Splash.

in one go, causing

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