“Who is this chick? Not giving Ms. Hawthorne any respect, huh? Not afraid her high horse will throw her
back out?” Celebrity Lulu chimed in.
Since Evelina was Remington’s date, she looked to butter her up and earn some good karma.
The vibe instantly got more awkward.
Lizetta gave Remington an icy stare; not intending to go in, she just said, “Can youe out for a
sec?”
Remington’s lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were frosty.
The dude was sitting there, with his legs crossed, idly swirling his wine ss and not budging an inch.
The ce was lit up, booze flowing, with beauties and gents everywhere, and there he was, sitting like
he owned the ce, his sharp feature exuding this exclusive aura – he was definitely the center of
attention.
He didn’t say a word, didn’t move, and nobody dared to make a peep.
The tension was worse than before, and this unbearable silence made Lizetta wish she could just turn
around. and bolt.
But Thaddeus was counting on her rescue, so walking away wasn’t an option.
With her lips pressed together, she tried again: “I kinda need to…”
That’s when Remington finally spoke up, “Who told you toe here? If you’ve got business, we can
talkter.”
His words might as well have been “You’re not wee here, now scram.”
Lizetta felt a chill creeping up her spine. She shouldn’t havee, and this was utterly humiliating.
She was Timothy’s plus one, and he didn’t expect things to go south like this.
He raised a hand, trying to put it around Lizetta’s shoulder to keep her there, but he felt a death re
and stopped short..
Balling his hand into a fist, he coughed lightly and said. “Little Liz, you had a spat with Remi? No
wonder he’s been sulking all night. Now you can’t leave, right? Come on, I’ve got high EQ, and let me
mediate for you guys.”
Someone teased, “With the speed at which Timothy’s girlse and go, you trying to offload Remi
too?”
“Get lost!” Timothy shot back with augh.
Evelina lowered her head down, with her eyes flickering. She knew exactly why Remington was being
so cold to Lizetta.
She grabbed Lizetta’s arm, holding her back, “This is Lucian’s wee back party. It must’ve been
Lucian himself who invited you. After all these years, you and Lucian are still close. You nevere
out to these things, but for Lucian’s return, you show up.”
Lucian’s wee back party?
Lizetta was clueless, she knew from the news that he was returning to the country, but she didn’t
realize it was tonight. She missed Lucian, as she hadn’t seen him in two years.
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With Thaddeus‘ thing tonight, she had to sort it out, so she let herself be half–dragged to the couch.
Evelina sat next to Remington, “Sit by me, sis. Let’s chat.”
She pulled Lizetta down, nting herself between her and Remington.
Remington’s whole vibe got even colder, and his grip on the wine ss turned his knuckles white.
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He treated Lizetta like she was invisible, and she sure as hell didn’t want to throw herself at him.
She shook off Evelina’s hand, strode over to a solitary armchair on the edge, and said, “Keep it going,
will ya? Who picked this song? Not gonna sing?”
The song that was cut off was Lulu’s im to fame; she stood up and started to sway gracefully, as if
she was ready to wow everyone.
The music started again, and the room came back to life, but there was still an odd undercurrent.
While everyone was having fun, they were also discreetly watching the trio.
Lizetta grew up in the Dashiell family but, being invisible from the very first, she was never really one of
them.
Until she was twelve, when Remington almost killed a guy over her, and the Dashiell family had to pull
some strings to hush it up.
Remi had a sister, who was drop–dead gorgeous and precious, and Zion City knew it.
But Remington was protective, and with the age difference, he didn’t bring Lizetta out much. The young
gents there might’ve seen her once or twice at most.
Eventually, the little orphan girl from the Dashiell family became the future mistress of the house, in a
not–so–morous way.
The taboo and scandalous gossip made Lizetta the talk of the town behind closed doors.
But with Remington being abroad for the past four years and having barely been seen with Lizetta, the
whispers died down over time.
Today, the rarely seen couple was in the same room but not together, with Remington sitting with an
ex–girlfriend instead.
And considering they’d been married for two years without a proper wedding.
Evelina went abroad, and Remington followed her to expand his empire in a foreign country, so the
unspoken understanding grew. The looks towards Lizetta ranged from pity to disdain.
Lizetta was well aware of it and have been used to it by now.
She grabbed her phone and shot a message to Ynda.
[Bit of trouble here, might take longer.]
Ynda sent back a meme.
A knife stuck in a dog, with the dog’s head photoshopped to Remington’s.
Lizetta’s lips curled up, but then Evelina piped up.
“Are you messaging Lucian? When’s he getting here?”