Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption ( Lizetta ) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 

Remington’s eyes ficked over those invitations, and he gave a nod as a sort of acknowledgment. 

“Anything else?” 

Thinking about that divorce agreement, Remington was getting irked, not really in the mood to even pretend to care. Noticing Evelina still standing there, he lifted his gaze and asked. 

Evelina was biting her lip, looking all pitiful, “I’ve got a photo shoot for a sponsorship later; it’s my first one. Could you come with me, Remington?” 

The gig Evelina had was for a game under the Starlight Group. Remington just so happened to have plans to swing by there in the afternoon, so checking in on Evelina was no biggie. 

He nodded, “Sure, but I’ve got another meeting later.” 

Evelina’s face lit up instantly, her smile understanding and sweet, “Then I won’t keep you. Remember to balance work and rest, Remington. See you this afternoon” 

She left, got in the car, but then she slammed her bag down on the seat in a huff. 

April was waiting in the car and saw her mood, asking with concern, “Mr. Dashiell didn’t agree to come to your solo?” 

Evelina managed to suppress her anger, “He did” 

Leaving the invitation meant he was going to show up April breathed a sigh of relief, “Well, that’s great then. Why the long face?” 

Lately, Evelina had been hyping up her romance with Remington online. If Remington was a no–show at her first solo, the internet trolls would have a field day 

Evelina was peeved, of course, because of Lizetta Just thinking about the charged, almost flirty vibe between them in the car earlier made Evelina green with envy 

Then she remembered Remington had asked Lizetta to order desserts for him, her mood brightened, and she whipped out her phone: 

The call connected and she played with her hair, “Sis, I’ll have my assistant send you a list of my favorite desserts later. If what you’re ordering isn’t on there, would you mind canceling and reordering? You know, being pregnant makes me a bit picky with flavors, you understand, right?” 

Evelina finished, but there was dead silence on the other end. She pulled the phone away, checked it, and put it back to her ear, “Hello?” 

There was a soft click, clearly Lizetta hadn’t even been holding the phone to her ear. 

“Done talking?” Lizetta’s voice was slow and casual 

Evelina felt like she’d just hit a soft wall with all her might, her expression souring. 

“Lizetta, isn’t it just basic manners to listen when someone’s talking to you?” 

“Heh, maintaining some self–respect and not being the homewrecker – that’s basic integrity. Do you really think you have the right to lecture about manners?” 

Evelina laughed lightly. “Such sharp words, Sis. Being so bitter isn’t attractive to men, you know” 

Lizetta couldn’t be bothered to listen to her bragging. “No need to thank me. It’s just ordering a dessert after all. Remington gives me a pretty sweet allowance. If you have more little errands like this, feel free to call me again. I’m hanging up now, got nothing else to say” 

Evelina was speechless for a moment, and then regained her composure, “Actually, there’s something. My solo is the day after tomorrow, and you absolutely must come, Sis.” 

As if Lizetta would go. She scoffed lightly, “Sorry, but I can tolerate gossip just fine, but I have zero tolerance for lousy bitchy lines. For the sake of my ears and mental health, I’ll pass.”