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Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 744
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Chapter 744 Two car horns blared suddenly from the lane next to them, startling Lizetta. She instinctively pushed her hand against Jerome's shoulder.

Jerome, in turn, moved a bit to the side, casting a cold glance at the sleek black Bentley next to them. His gaze seemed to pierce through the tinted windows, locking eyes with the curious observer inside. Lizetta, however, didn't give it much thought, assuming the other car had just happened to honk its horn. Her mind snapped back to the present, urging Jerome.

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"The light's green." Jerwithdrew his gaze, gently tucking a stray lock of Lizetta's hair behind her ear, before leisurely pulling the car back into traffic.

"You haven't answered my question yet." His eyes briefly scanned the Bentley that was keeping pace with them, before he looked back at Lizetta.

The question.

Right, Jerhad mentioned he wanted to revert to his original last name. Harris-his mother's surname. "Why do you suddenly want to go back to it?" Jerome's lips twitched slightly. "I took the Madden nbecause Grandpa was worried I was too young and vulnerable on my own. Now that you've returned to the Madden family, with a legitimate heiress in the family, and you're set to join the company, I should revert to my original surname." The majority of the Madden family's business was now managed by Jerand his brother-in-law, Conrad. Andrea, still in college, hadn't yet joined Madden Enterprises.

Lizetta, however, was different from Andrea. Despite being the sage, Lizetta had already graduated. Nelson intended for her to start learning the ropes at Madden Enterprises now.

Jerome's desire to revert to his original surnwas also a declaration that only Ms. Madden was the legitimate heiress of the Madden family.

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Lizetta understood his intention and quickly waved her hands, saying, "No, no, I trust you, really, it's not necessary! Besides, Grandma and Grandpa have always treated you like their own grandson. If you ne, it suddenly change your name, would hurt them, and I don't want that." Jerome, however, looked at Lizetta intently, insisting.

"I know you don't care about these things, but Liz, don't you understand the deeper reason why I want to change it back?" Confronted with the depth of Jerome's gaze, Lizetta's heart skipped a beat. How could she not understand? She had already reverted to the Madden name, making them technically siblings in the eyes of the Maddens. If Jerwere to be with her, he'd have to revert to his own surname.

Lizetta's fingers curled in, her gaze swiftly shifting away as she said hurriedly, "I think things are fine as they are, really!" Jerome's grip on the steering wheel tightened, a flash of sadness and disappointment crossing his eyes. The conversation left the car in silence.

Meanwhile, in the black Bentley driving alongside, not too far behind, Cedric glanced at the CEO emanating a chill from the back seat, timidly suggesting. "Sir, Maple Cottage is just ahead. Mr. Madden has already spotted us. Maybe we should stop following?" What was the point? If they hadn't followed, they wouldn't have witnessed that heart-wrenching scene. Now, how would the CEO find

peace tonight? Besides, after today's incident with their car being om vandalized Cedric feared this car's Windows might be next. "Are they together?"

However, Remington seemed not to hear Cedric's question, only asking this. His voice was laden with so om much unspeakable xokrow, Cedric hurriedly replied. "Definitely not! It was just the angle, like in movies when they fake kiss scenes. Plus, the lady pushed Mr. Madden away! They're definitely not together!" "Let's head back."

Cedric's analysis offered no comfort to Remington, who closed his eyes wearily his instructions sounding strained, as if squeezed from a heavy chest.