Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 753

Cedric watched as Remington's gaze grew colder by the second, but he stood his ground for the sake of the penthouse apartment. No backing down now.

"Sir, sending flowers is nice and all, but ma'am isn't refusing them without reason. You really should try making these handmade roses. They obviously take a lot of effort, and that effort is a clear sign of your affection.

Besides, ma'am has a soft spot for gestures like this. Seeing you go out of your way to make her happy will surely win her over. Once she keeps the flowers, she'll be reminded of you every day..." Cedric went on and on, but Remington remained unmoved.

Cedric's voice trailed off, realizing perhaps the boss did have his principles and limits after all.

He gave up, "Sorry, sir, I just thought you practicing some crafts now would come in handy later, you know, when you and the lady have little princes or princesses running around. Guess I wasn't thinking straight. I'll just head out."

After saying that, Cedric turned and quickly walked away.

But then, out of nowhere, something Cedric had said struck a chord with Remington, and he suddenly spoke up.

"Have Una stay late tonight for some overtime."

Una, of course, was the one who knew how to make those handmade roses.

Cedric had been grasping at straws when Remington rejected his idea, thinking he'd been a bit ridiculous.

his suggestion. He couldn't

turned back and said, "Of course, sir. I'll make

make sure Una's overtime wouldn't be

office at night playing with pipe cleaners,

At Madden Media.

assigned her any specific tasks or had

closing time approached, she grabbed her water bottle and

entered, she heard Snow

project department hasn't been hiring lately. She must have gotten in through connections. And with the

that be? If

heiress, why would she bother with our little project department? I checked her out; her clothes aren't from any luxury brands. Plus, Mrs. Laura is clearly giving her the cold shoulder. If she's

who knows how many surgeries she's had. A woman

sign as a talent, figuring it's easier to charm some company executive than to slog through auditioning. Smart, in a cunning

paused at the door then stepped

them looked slightly embarrassed for a second

stepped forward, blocking the

glanced over at Snow, her

your face then? Surgery gone wrong given all the

"You!"