“Grandma never mentioned this to me, she didn’t even ask me!” Lizetta tugged at Remington’s sleeve,


    hoping he’d believe her this time.


    Remington nodded, “Grandma turned down the White family.”


    It made sense to Lizetta. Her grandma truly loved her and at that time, she was just eighteen, and


    Hogan was disabled from a car ident.


    Grandma felt sorry for her, turned down Helen, and didn’t tell her about it, which was understandable.


    “If Grandma already said no, why would you think I’d drug you over this?”


    “Because a couple of days after Grandma refused, Hogan’s father, Lester White, came to my dad. The


    White family offered more chips on the table, and my father agreed. My mother said she had asked for


    your opinion.”


    Remington thought back to four years ago, when Lizetta was about to turn eighteen and he was


    twenty–four.


    He took over the Dashiell family at twenty and founded the Starlight Group in the first year. Only he


    knew the effort it took to grow the Starlight Group into a behemoth in just a


    few years.


    At that time, he was busy with his career, mostly traveling, and didn’t have the energy to pay attention


    to many things at home, nor was he the first to know.


    He remembered rushing to make time toe back the day before Lizetta’s eighteenth birthday after


    working overtime for half a month straight.


    That night, it was Hanna who told him about the White family’s marriage proposal.


    She said Nathan had agreed, and she had informed Lizetta, who said she’d think about it.


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    was furious at the time, blew up at Hanna, and had a nasty fight with Nathan, but he t–out refused


    the marriage proposal.


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    He nned to tell Lizetta the next day, so she wouldn’t worry, that her brother wouldn’t let her marry


    just anyone or get bullied.


    But then thepany had another crisis, and he rushed off to deal with it, not returning home untilte.


    Before he could tell Lizetta, that incident happened that night.


    Later, he checked – the drinks he had that night were all given to him by Lizetta, and only she had


    ess to his room.


    Plus, the torn paper packet with drug residue was found in the trash bag from Lizetta’s


    room.


    He felt an unprecedented sense of betrayal and sadness, thinking Lizetta was so scared that she


    drugged him to avoid the White family’s proposal, to avoid marrying a disabled


    man.


    Now it seemed, Hanna had lied.


    Hanna never really talked to Lizetta about it.


    “No one ever asked me about it,” Lizetta said coldly, wiping away her tears.


    She stared at Remington and said once more.


    “Believe it or not, I only heard about this today! And for thest time, I definitely didn’t drug you that


    night.”


    Remington looked into her teary eyes and rubbed her head.


    “I’ll look into that day’s events again.”


    “Mhm.” Lizetta hummed, her head lowered, not saying anything more.


    Just then, Remington suddenly lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. His deep eyes were filled with


    intense, unresolved emotions.


    He looked at her and asked in a hoarse voice, “These four years, they’ve been tough on you, haven’t


    they?”


    When he asked that, Lizetta’s tears, which she had just stopped, threatened to flow again. Unlike the


    angry tears from before, these were sadder, as if his gentle question had touched all the pain and


    grievances she’d held inside.