Hearing It was Evelina, Lizetta chilled out instead. Looked like the one who should be freaking out now
was probably Remington.
She leaned into his ear and taunted, “Aren’t you gonna let go? If Evelina gets shocked and something
happens to the baby, don’t expect me to take the fall.”
Remington’s grip on her waist tightened a bit, but soon enough, he let her out of his hold. Lizetta
wanted to hop off him quickly, but his hurry to avoid any scandal made her feel kinda ticked off.
She chuckled with a mischievous glint in her eye and reached to roll down the car window. But her
hand was suddenly seized by the man, his voice sharp, “I know what you’re ying: get away from me
now!”
Lizetta’s face lost its color, feeling as if she’d been pped hard. She got up and moved back to the
passenger seat.
As soon as she settled down, Remington rolled down the window. Evelina’s smiling face appeared, her
makeup on point.
Last night, Evelina’s social media followers dropped like flies, andizens pressured her to post
donation
receipts.
In the end, the Hawthorne Group’s official website released a statement saying that as the Hawthorne
family’s daughter, Evelina’s charitable donations were done in conjunction with the Hawthome Group.
The Hawthorne family must’ve spent a fortune on inte mercenaries to cool down the heat, finally
putting an end to the taunts.
Gotta say, Evelina had got thick skin, right now, she showed no sign of being fazed by the public
opinion, her voice brimming with surprise.
“Remington, is that you in the car? Oh, Sis, you’re here too?”
She acted as if she was clueless about the tense vibe inside, all innocently enthusiastic.
Remington nodded at her and said, “Go wait for me in the office.”
Lizetta couldn’t be bothered with Evelina and didn’t even turn her head, but when she heard
Remington’s words, she subconsciously pinched her fingertips.
So, Remington had arranged to meet Evelina today. No wonder he was too busy toe to the café
and sent Cedric down instead.
“Okay, I’ll head up then,” Evelina obediently nodded..
She turned to leave but nced back, considerately saying, “Take your time talking, Remington. I can
wait a bit longer. The desserts prepared by the CEO’s office taste so good, I wonder which shop they’re
from.”
Remington then turned to look at Lizetta, “Which shop are the desserts from?”
Lizetta used to be a junior clerk in the CEO’s office, handling all sorts of errands. The desserts for the
female guests at the CEO’s office were her responsibility, and they had a specific partnership with a
dessert shop.
Lizetta looked up with a smile, “From LR.”
Remington eyed the smile at the corner of her lips and ordered in a t tone, “Call them and arrange a
weekly delivery to the Hawthome family mansion.”
Evelina beamed with joy, “Remington, you’re so good to me. Thank you, Sis.”
She tilted her head, gave Lizetta a smile, and cheerfully headed toward the elevator, her footsteps
seemingly mocking Lizetta.
Lizetta’s smile froze on her face, but Remington was still looking at her coldly, “Why haven’t you
ordered yet?”
“Mr. Dashiell, you seem to forget, I’m no longer the CEO office’s errand girl.”
Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.
Remington chuckled, “So what? I can’t boss you around anymore?”
Lizetta bit her tongue and nodded. She whipped out her phone and efficiently ordered a year’s worth of
luxury dessert delivery service for Evelina, paying up.
“Satisfied, Mr. Dashiell? Mind reimbursing me, 10 grand, thank you.”
She shed the payment QR code in front of Remington.
Yet his expression was mockingly cold, “Did I say I’d reimburse you? Weren’t you the one wanting to
y matchmaker for me and her? Is ordering some desserts for your future sister–inw too much to
swallow?” Lizetta’s smile turned provocative, “Sign the agreement, and I won’t just order for a year.
When you two tie the knot, I’ll gift her a decade of desserts as a wedding present.”
She tossed the divorce agreement back in front of Remington. The chill in Remington’s eyes
deepened, but without taking the agreement, he transferred 10 grand to Lizetta.