Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1102

"I have enough for about half a month. The next shipment should be arriving in a few days. I'll call them to double-check and order some extra."

"Let me do it."

After Eartha dialed the number, Conrad helped her lie back down and took the phone.

He thought it would be a simple matter—just a quick nudge and an order for two more boxes.

But to his shock, as soon as he made the request, a fluent but icy voice answered in English, flatly denying him.

"I apologize, but we can no longer supply Mrs. West with this medication."

"Why? What do you mean? You've been supplying us with this experimental drug for the past six months!"

"My apologies."

The voice on the other end gave a cold, dismissive reply before hanging up completely.

"Hello? Hello!"

Conrad's expression darkened as he yelled into the dead line.

Watching his face, Eartha knew something had gone horribly wrong. She forced herself to sit up again.

"Honey?"

"They said they're cutting off the supply of your medicine. How could this happen? Could it be..."

Conrad's voice trailed off. He felt this couldn't just be a coincidence.

First, the kidney donor fell through, and now her medication was cut off.

He feared Remington had even tampered with the lab's supply chain.

He didn't dare say it out loud, terrified of sending Eartha into a panic.

But even if he didn't voice his suspicions, how could Eartha not connect the dots?

The realization hit her hard—without the medication, her body would deteriorate rapidly. She might lose the physical strength needed for a transplant before they could even secure a donor.

In that split second, true, suffocating despair washed over her.

Her lips trembled as she clawed at her collar.

Remington pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

It was answered quickly, but the voice on the other end belonged to Jerome Madden, smooth and calm.

"Mr. Dashiell calling me personally? How rare. I'm incredibly flattered."

Jerome's tone dripped with sarcasm; he didn't sound flattered in the slightest.

Even though he had stepped back to let Lizetta and Remington be together, it didn't mean he had forgotten the past.

Thinking about everything Remington had put her through, Jerome—as her protective older brother, the Madden family's golden boy—was infuriated at how easily she had been snatched away again.

Every time he thought about it, he was thoroughly annoyed.

Besides, he and Remington had never liked each other anyway.

Before, they were rivals who couldn't stand the sight of one another.

And now, as her brother, he still found Remington entirely irritating. After all, the man's sole purpose in life seemed to be stealing away his beautiful, sweet sister.