Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 757

"Don't, my grandpa's even more of a character than you," Lizetta hastily interjected, trying to prevent any further escalation. Jerome's laughter was a comforting sound in the background.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Lizetta ventured, "Umm... would you mind if we added one more to our lunch?"

"Huh?"

By noon, Remington's car rolled into the parking lot of Madden Media. After texting Lizetta, he took a moment to adjust his tie in the mirror. This was, in essence, their first official date since reuniting.

Not wanting any interruptions, Remington came alone, leaving his driver behind.

He straightened his sapphire tie clip and glanced at the gift bag on the passenger seat, his deep eyes shimmering with anticipation.

As the elevator doors slid open and Lizetta's figure emerged, Remington swiftly grabbed the gift bag and stepped out of the car to greet her.

Dressed in his usual well-tailored black suit, its muted elegance complemented his tall, commanding presence. His approach, confident and measured, made the gemstone cufflinks and tie clip catch the light in brief, sparkling flashes.

Even in the dimly lit parking lot, it was clear he was impeccably groomed, his handsome face unusually open with joy and eagerness.

"Liz..."

Before Remington could say more, Lizetta nodded slightly in his direction, then turned to wave at someone else.

"Over here!"

he turned, his fears were confirmed. A Maybach was slowly approaching, its rear window rolling down to reveal the unwelcome face of

car stopped, and Jerome, ever so composed, stepped out and walked over

Dashiell, we meet

sleeve pulling back to reveal the soft gold gleam of a Patek

had been wearing that watch

reluctantly shook Jerome's hand, remarking, "Nice watch you've

"Thank you, Mr. Dashiell. I'm quite fond of

Lizetta before

that, Remington's grip tightened momentarily, the force of it

prepared for

pressure, their

at

silent battle of wills played

as

tension between them. "Seems like you two have a lot in common. Shall I

'a lot in common' couldn't have

unison, Remington and

feelings a mix of bitterness and jealousy, all too

Feeling the

Sity of his gaze,

Lizetta instinctively moved towards

for Remington