Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 926

Remington shifted Lizetta gently to the side, "Watch out for the broken pieces."

Lizetta glanced down, noticing the shattered remains of the two pots of succulents that had been sitting on the balcony. Her lips pressed into a tight line.

"So why were you playing around like a cat? Look at this mess!" she groaned, still shaken from the recent scare.

Remington's expression softened, his lips parting slightly.

"Why are you upset with me? I'm broken too, you know. Feel for yourself."

He guided her hand to his chest, his grip firm yet warm. His hands, though elegant and well-manicured at first glance, bore the rough texture of someone who spent time riding, golfing, and at the shooting range.

Despite their coarseness, Lizetta could feel the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her palm.

For a moment, her irritation faded away, replaced by a strange, soft warmth.

"I didn't know the great CEO of the Dashiell Group could mimic a cat so well," she teased.

curved into

there's a cat, I can't just let her

let's hear

raised an eyebrow, "Hold on

his hand slipped from her waist momentarily, causing her to cling tighter

his phone and tapped the screen. Two distinct cat meows played from the

trick," Lizetta huffed,

darkened slightly, "Are you so worried about your family finding

be clear, Mr. Dashiell, we're not officially

gaze dropped to where their bodies pressed together,

Ms. Madden

unfazed, grinned

forward of you, M Dashiell seeing as we're not

some points."

her spirited response lifting his

I'm

negative