Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 

Lizetta whipped around and yanked the car door with all her might, even pounding on the window glass. 

“Bang, bang, bang!” 

“Are you out of your freaking mind?” Remington yanked her back. 

Lizetta lifted her head from the man’s embrace, her eyes bloodshot, glaring at him with disgust. 

“I’m not crazy. I just can’t stand sharing the same air with you; I’m about to hurl‘ She was dead serious, feeling like she was about to throw up in frustration. 

Remington, however, thought she was so disgusted with him that she was on the verge of puking, especially since the look she gave him was devoid of any past trace of sweetness, adoration, or tender reliance. 

His heart clenched, his Adam’s apple bobbed violently, and he abruptly closed his eyes and let go of her 

“Stop the car! Let her bail,” 

The car screeched to a halt, and Lizetta couldn’t wait to shove the door open and jump out. True to form, the car didn’t stick around for a second and zoomed off. 

Thinking of Yolanda still at Skyward Studios, Lizetta flagged down another ride and headed back. When she returned, Yolanda was sitting at the flowerbed by the entrance. 

“Liz, you okay? Badass Remington didn’t do anything to you, did he?” 

Lizetta shook her head and gave Yolanda a once–over, making sure she hadn’t been roughed up by the bodyguards, before asking. 

“What are you doing sitting here?” 

Yolanda was fuming, “Obviously, I’m waiting to give Bitch Evelina a piece of my mind. This ain’t over, even if I can’t snatch back the opportunity, I’m going to give her a taste of her own medicine and tarnish her reputation right here! She’s not getting off scot–free! 

Lizetta pulled her up, an idea forming in her mind. Just then, Louis happened to be escorting Evelina out 

Evelina had tried out the dance; she indeed knew how to dance, after all, Elara was a dancer. But her skills. were amateurish. Without Lizetta to compare, she might have barely passed muster, but next to Lizetta’s shining example, Evelina’s dancing was painfully subpar. 

Louis was inwardly troubled, but Remington had announced–if Evelina could cut it, the gig was hers. 

Even though Evelina was clearly out of her depth, she was the future boss‘ wife, and Louis didn’t dare offend her, so he just bit the bullet and went along with it. 

n our end.” 

“Ms. Hawthorne, whenever you’re ready to sign the contract, we’re all set on 

Evelina’s face lit up with a smug smile as she saw Lizetta and intentionally walked past with Louis. 

“Sis, you’re still here? I was just about to sign the contract with Louis. If you’re having trouble finding a ride, how about waiting until I’m done, and I’ll give you a lift?” 

Yolanda clicked her tongue, itching to tear her apart, but Lizetta squeezed Yolanda’s wrist. 

“I have a way to make her back off,” she said to Yolanda, not bothering to lower her voice, and Evelina heard it, scoffing dismissively. 

The meat was already in her mouth – did Lizetta really think she would give it up? 

“Ms. Hawthorne, can we have a word in private?” 

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Lizetta looked at Evelina, who thought the former must have lost her marbles.