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Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 438
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Lizetta bit her lip so hard that the taste of blood filled her mouth as she mechanically nodded her head.

Yoli would be okay! Yoli had to be okay!

But deep down, she knew. There was no such thing of the most dangerous area in the head. It was the head they

were talking about - a place where one couldn't afford any harm. Suddenly, someone shouted that the

ambulance had arrived, and Hogan immediately scooped Yolanda up in his arms.

Lizetta stood up, her vision darkening, her body swaying. Then, she felt herself being steadied by a very familiar

set of arms, a man's large hand gripping her waist tightly. But the embrace that usually felt warm and comforting

was now like being wrapped in thorns, causing Lizetta pain all over.

"Don't touch me!"

She glared with disdain, and disentangled herself from the grip, struggling to follow. But her wedding dress, with

its long train, got in her way, causing her to stumble.

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Remington grabbed her arm again, pulling her back to his side with a firm voice, "I'll carry you."

Lizetta wouldn't have it. She yanked her arm away, bent down, and started ripping at the long train of her dress

with all her might.

The sound of tearing fabric seemed to echo right next to Remington's ear. He felt as if what she was tearing

apart was his heart.

However, when Lizetta looked up at him, her eyes were cold and empty. She said, "Remington, fourteen years of

kindness, love, and foolishness. Today, you and | are done!"

The torn fabric cut into Lizetta's palm, staining it with her blood. Her pale lower lip was also bitten, dotted with

blood.

Remington saw it all, emotions churning in his eyes, almost wanting to burn everything to the ground.

But Lizetta only gave him that one look before throwing the torn fabric at his feet and turning to run down the

stairs after Hogan.

Remington lifted his foot to follow but then stopped, ultimately closing his eyes and standing frozen in place.

Lizetta didn't want to see him. The place was in chaos, and he'd arrived late. It was his responsibility to fix

things.

The man stood there, his figure stern, fists clenched, veins bulging on the back of his hands. He seemed like a

silent mountain, beneath which a devastating avalanche was brewing.

In the grand hotel lobby, filled with people, everything suddenly felt as if it had frozen over, silent enough to

hear a pin drop.

After a moment, Remington moved. He bent down, picking up the torn fabric from the floor, clenching it in his

hand as if holding onto something this way.

He then turned, his icy gaze sweeping around before settling on Camille's slightly swollen face. Then he looked

at Lucian who appeared guilt-ridden and heavy-hearted, his voice hoarse as he asked, "How did she fall?"

Lucian swallowed hard, his complexion pale.

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It'd been chaotic. He'd only been trying to protect his mother and hadn't noticed Hanna being so close to the

stairs.

He hadn't imagined that just pushing a bit would result in such consequences. He opened his mouth to speak,

but Camille nudged him, saying, "Letexplain. You better go check on the girl; don't leave Liz all alone."

Lucian nodded and hurried down the stairs. Camille quickly relayed everything to Remington.

Remington listened in silence, his expression growing darker by the minute, the fabric gripped in his hand

emitting a crumpled rustle.

After Remington heard the story, his gaze swept across the room, unsurprisingly not finding Hanna and Evelina,

the two involved.

"Go, search the entire hotel if you have to, but find Mrs. Hanna Dashiell and Evelina!" Remington ordered sternly,

striding towards the banquet hall. B

The journal that had always been tucked away in his office drawer - his office was tightly controlled.

Who took the photo, who was bribed to connect the device, the person behind all this, he was determined to find

out, and he definitely wouldn't let them off that easy!