Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231 

“Keep up.” 

In the car, when Remington momentarily opened his eyes, his expression gave nothing 

ครบ away. 

“Follow her,” he instructed, and on hearing this, the driver eased the car into motion,. trailing behind Lizetta at a distance. 

It wasn’t long before Lizetta successfully hailed a cab. 

“Sir, do we keep tailing her?” the driver asked cautiously. 

It’s broad daylight; there shouldn’t be any danger. 

Remington had only ordered to follow Lizetta because he was concerned that she might have been masking her emotions and could suddenly fall apart. But clearly, she hadn’t. 

Remington’s gaze swept over the taxi’s license plate and he directed, “No need, head to the west suburbs.” 

By the time Remington arrived, Cedric had already been having a field day with Jolin, Apollo, and another in an abandoned warehouse for quite some time. 

The trio, so arrogant and scheming back at the hospital, were now tied up on chairs, doused in gasoline, their faces stricken with fear, shaking like leaves, and looking utterly pitiful. 

Remington’s right–hand man, Ray, was sitting nearby with his legs crossed nonchalantly. toying with a box of matches. 

Shhhk. 

He struck one, flicked his finger, and the burning match flew towards the trio, teasing the flames of their anxiety. Each time, the fire came so close without quite igniting them. 

Several spent matches lay scattered around them, their hearts racing beyond capacity. 

“Please, we swear we’ll keep our word, we won’t dare do it again, just let us go,” Erica’s voice was hoarse from pleading. 

She truly regretted it now. If she had known that trying to outsmart Lizetta would backfire. and lead to such retribution from Remington’s people, she would have never made a fuss at the hospital. 

“Yeah, we really won’t dare again! Jolin! Say something, will you?” Apollo yelled, just after a matchstick had whizzed past the tip of his hair. 

A mysterious puddle had formed beneath him, his control evidently slipping. 

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Chapter 231 

Jolin couldn’t stand the smell of gasoline, and next to her was a pool of vomit. 

She looked the worst, weak and tear–streaked. 

Perhaps thinking that the bespectacled, seemingly gentle Cedric, who had been standing aside without laying a hand on anyone, would be more approachable than the menacing Ray, who looked like he had blood on his hands, Jolin, chair and all, shuffled towards Cedric, pleading. 

“Cedric, I’m still Mr. Dashiell’s mother–in–law, after all. Let me go, and from now on, whatever Mr. Dashiell says goes! I really can’t take it anymore, I’m dying, ugh.” 

She turned aside and vomited more bile. 

Cedric stepped back, his face showing sympathy as he said, “Mrs. Gardenia, you really shouldn’t be jumping around like that. If you accidentally hit a spark and go up in flames, we can’t be blamed, you know.” 

Jolin froze in terror, on the verge of collapse. 

It was at this moment that the door to the warehouse was pushed open. 

A flood of sunlight poured in, and a tall male figure strode forward. The three desperate individuals turned to look, filled with both hope and fear. 

On seeing that it was Remington who had arrived, hope flickered across their faces, and they began to cry out and beg loudly. 

“Mr. Dashiell, I am Liz’s birth mother. Even if I’ve erred, considering I brought Liz into this world, my mistakes surely don’t warrant death.” 

“Mr. Dashiell, it’s all just a big misunderstanding. We’re family, there’s no need for deep hatred, please let us go.”