Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1188

Wasn't that just the perfect romance trope?

Remington looked at her practically glowing with excitement and chuckled.

"What's going through that head of yours?"

"I'm thinking about Kimberley and Jerome, obviously. Don't you think they're perfect for each other?"

Remington raised an eyebrow. The truth was, he had only seen Kimberley once in that private dining room.

He honestly couldn't even remember what she looked like.

But hearing Lizetta's enthusiasm, he agreed without hesitation.

"Perfectly. They're a match made in heaven."

"Right? I think so too. I actually met Kimberley once a long time ago, and she really helped me out. She was incredibly sweet and kind. I just have a feeling there's a spark between her and Jerome. My instincts are never wrong."

It had happened five years ago when Lizetta was still working part-time gigs to make ends meet.

She was hired to play the piano at a banquet after the original pianist had fallen ill at the last minute.

A sleazy C-list actor had been harassing her, aggressively pulling at her, when Kimberley happened to walk by and immediately chased the guy off.

At the time, Kimberley had just starred in a massive hit fantasy series, shooting straight to the top of the A-list.

Most celebrities wouldn't have bothered interfering with someone else's drama, but Kimberley hadn't hesitated to step in and save her.

Because of that, Lizetta had always been immensely grateful and never forgot the gesture.

When Kimberley was subjected to the massive cyberbullying campaign later on, Lizetta had even used a burner Twitter account to defend her online.

She would even re-watch Kimberley's hit series whenever she had downtime.

"I think my girlfriend's instincts are spot-on too. So, does your intuition tell you when we're going to get our happily ever after, baby?"

Knowing that accompanying her grandfather to the Madden Group would likely spark a media frenzy, she had set her phone to silent that morning.

Looking at the screen now, it was completely flooded with WhatsApp messages and missed calls.

Most were checking in on her, while others were from long-forgotten acquaintances suddenly desperate to cozy up to her after discovering she was the lost heiress to the Madden family—and the woman Remington had just publicly vowed to pursue.

She replied selectively. Noticing over a dozen missed calls from Yolanda, she called her friend back immediately.

Yolanda picked up on the first ring, her brisk voice firing off before Lizetta could even say hello.

"I don't check in for two days, and you and Badass Remington are already Instagram-official?!"

Lizetta laughed, stepping out onto her balcony.

"It wasn't an official announcement."

"He literally stood in front of the entire press pool and declared he was going to chase you down and that no one else would do! How is that not an announcement? Ugh, he's just as manipulative as ever. Blowing this up into a media circus is his way of forcing you into a quick remarriage and pressuring your family into accepting him. Plus, with a stunt like this, any other guy thinking about asking you out is going to run for the hills."