Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption ( Lizetta ) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139 

Remington was giving Yolanda the cold shoulder, his eyes practically freezing over with the lack of warmth in his gaze. 

Lizetta, scared he might do something to Yolanda, quickly stepped in to shield her. 

Remington scoffed coldly and barked an order, “Take her away!” 

Immediately, a few bodyguards stepped up and started dragging Yolanda away. 

“Yolanda!” Lizetta, worried sick, tried to intervene but found herself caught by the man’s iron grip around her 

slim waist. 

He yanked open the car door, and before she knew it, Lizetta was tossed into the vehicle. 

“Badass Remington! The one trash–talking you is me, so come at me! Liz!” 

Yolanda was freaking out, scrapping with the bodyguards. But before she could break free, Remington’s car was already speeding off with Lizetta. 

Inside the car. 

Lizetta climbed up from the back seat, fixing her hair, surprisingly unfazed. She knew deep down that Remington wouldn’t hurt her- that trust was etched into her very bones since childhood. 

It was like it was coded into her DNA, impossible to rewrite. 

“Where are we headed? I want to get 

out.” 

Remington chuckled, “Weren’t you the one running your mouth about how I made you a widow, how I’m not a real man? Let’s find a place and shoot a video to hash this out, give me a chance to clear the air.” 

Lizetta was speechless. 

She thought Remington was just spouting hot air, but then he actually told the driver, “Head to the nearest 

hotel.” 

Lizetta started to panic, “It wasn’t me spreading that; it was just Yolanda blowing off steam because you snatched what was mine and gave it to Evelina. If you’re really ticked off, isn’t an apology enough?” 

Remington shot a glare at her anxious face, the anger inside him raging hotter. Was she that scared of him touching her? 

She was all defiance and backbone just a moment ago, but the moment he mentioned a hotel, she was quick to say sorry. 

He lifted her chin with his hand, “Snatched away? Ha, everything in Skyward Studios is mine to give. If I want to give Evelina the chance, I will. What’s it to you?” 

Lizetta bit her lip, seething and resenting the situation. If she couldn’t land this deal, she’d be 300 grand short of the 3 million she needed. She swallowed her pride and tried to reason with him. 

“But you know my dance skills well; Evelina can barely move to the rhythm. Mr. Dashiell, you’re not known for playing favorites or blurring the lines between business and personal. Otherwise, the Starlight Group wouldn’t be thriving. You’ve always been about fairness, valuing talent.”