Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1072

Outside the elevator.

As the doors closed, Cedric pulled his phone out of his pocket and spoke.

"How did I do, Mrs. Dashiell? Was my fighting spirit up to par?"

His phone screen was lit up, still connected to an active call with Lizetta.

Inside the hospital room, Lizetta held her phone, having heard the entire argument loud and clear.

Imagining the ugly, defeated expressions on Conrad and Eartha's faces as they scurried away, she felt a refreshing wave of relief wash over her.

She did not hold back her praise. "You did great. You definitely deserve a bonus!"

After hanging up, Cedric was just wondering how much of a bonus the boss would give him when a WhatsApp notification pinged.

He looked down, opened the app, and his eyes instantly widened into saucers.

Lizetta had directly transferred fifty thousand dollars to his account!

Earning this much pocket money just for running his mouth? He had to admit, his lips had never been this valuable before.

Honestly, cursing those people out felt amazing, and he had thoroughly enjoyed himself.

Next time, he would definitely keep up the good work. If he didn't infuriate the boss's wife's heartless father and two-faced stepmother enough to send them to the ER, it would be a blatant disrespect to this fifty grand!

Back in the hospital room.

By the time Remington pushed the door open, Lizetta was already holding her phone, watching a live broadcast.

It was a stream from Mirror Lake, where Andrea's car had plunged into the water, and the scene was buzzing with chaotic activity.

People posting real-time videos and hosting livestreams were everywhere, pushing the event to the top of the local trending lists.

This particular streamer had the camera pointed directly at the surface of the lake, where the car had completely submerged, while several strong swimmers were diving in to search for Andrea.

Remington tossed his suit jacket onto the sofa and walked over to her. Glancing at her slightly pale face, he brushed his thumb gently against her soft lips.

"Feeling soft-hearted? Don't want her dead?"

Lizetta shook her head, and the amusement in Remington's eyes deepened as he raised an eyebrow.

"So my little princess is worried about me, then?"

Lizetta froze for a brief second.

She vaguely remembered a time in her childhood when she absolutely loved bossing Remington around.

Back then, Remington spoiled her, and her heart was entirely filled with reliance and gratitude toward him. She was always trailing behind him, nagging, Remi, you can't just drink ice water all the time; Remi, why aren't you wearing your helmet properly on that motorcycle, never do that again...

And so on. When he wouldn't listen, she would literally lie by his pillow while he tried to sleep, lecturing him endlessly.

The teenage boy would just click his tongue and say she truly was the little princess he had picked up, always full of demands.