Remington pulled out the chair for Fiona, while Lizetta helped the old lady to her seat. Then, they heard Remington speak. "Grandma, you're absolutely right. I'm already in such a mess, and I regret it enough. Please, let's just move past this."

Fiona, her heart aching for her grandson, turned to Lizetta and said, "Liz, could you help him get cleaned up? Seeing him like this breaks my heart." Lizetta understood Fiona's intentions all too well.

Earlier, Tina mentioned the guest room's hot water was broken, and Lizetta didn't think much of it until she saw that oil painting in the bedroom. It became clear that Fiona wanted her to discover that painting, hoping she and Remington could mend their relationship.

In this moment, as Fiona played matchmaker, Lizetta met the old lady's gaze, feeling a bit soft-hearted. However, she also knew raising false hopes in Fiona only to disappoint her later was even more unacceptable.

So, she bit her lip and firmly declined, "Grandma, I'd rather help you with dinner. Let's have the maid help Mr. Dashiell get cleaned up."

Sitting next to Fiona, Lizetta's refusal was clear. Fiona realized she had completely shut the door on the idea, especially after recalling how Tina had accidentally spilled juice on Remington, who had rushed back to his room.

The two had spent quite a while in the bedroom, disheveled. Fiona had hoped there might be some sparks, some progress, but...

glared at Remington

able to

Absolute deadweight.

can't even dry his own hair, he deserves to be

across from Lizetta, locking

drying hair; I just

rush of warmth remembering his

and Remington, sensing

eyes, Lizetta's cheeks warmed. She tried to get up to serve

atmosphere in the dining

refused to see Stella. Yet, she kept visiting the Dashiell family estate every now and then,

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