Lizetta sent the hair samples of Evelina and ra for a paternity test
On the drive back to the old family house, her phone buzzed.
Picking it up, she saw it was a message from Remington
Surprised, she clicked it open
Remington had sent a photo of the meal box she’d packed for him that morning, nowpletely empty
A smile crect onto Lizetta’s lips. She didn’t expect such a gesture of appreciation
Then, the WhatsApp showed he was typing.
Clutching her phone a bit tighter, Lizetta waited, but instead of a message, she saw a transfer
notification
$5000
Then, three more transfers came through each for $5000
The notes attached to each transfer spelled out “Honey, I, Love, You”
That added up to $20,000, likely the maximum daily transfer limit on WhatsApp for Remington, who
wasn’t a frequent user
Lizetta was a bit stunned, and then another message from Remington popped up.
[Heard its trendy now to thank the wife like this]
Lizetta chuckled, this didn’t seem like something Remington would normally do.
She quickly replied
[Who told you that?
Holding his phone, Remington nced at Cedric sitting in the passenger seat and then typed.
Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.
[Doesn’t matter who told me. What matters is, Mrs. Dashiell, are you satisfied?]
Lizetta couldn’t hide her smile.
[I’m very sabsfied. Mr. Dashiell, keep up the good work]
After a moment. Remington replied
[At the venue now, see you at home for lunch.]
Lizetta sent a cute cat emoji in response.
She had practically glued her eyes to their conversation the entire way.
Especially thatst message from him, felt like a husband updating his wife on his ns, filling her
heart with joy.
So much so, that she was still smiling as she walked into the living room of the family house.
“There you are, my big and little treasures are back! Come here and give me a hug.” Fiona was
watching TV on the couch and immediately opened her arms to Lizetta. Laughing, Lizetta sat down
beside her “Grandma, who’s the big treasure and who’s
oy is the little treasure, of course.” “You’re the big treasure, and Joy
“Then grandma, you are the oldest treasure.”
‘s the little one?”
“What oldest treasure? The old saying goes, having an elder is like having a treasure. You, grandma,
are the real treasure in this house.” Hugging Fiona’s arm, Lizetta yfully swayed it back and forth.
Their childish banter had them bothughing joyfully.
Then, the TV started showing financial news.
It was about a press conference jointly held by the Starlight Group and the West family’s NovaTech
Innovations.
The camera moved from a room full of reporters to the entrance where a group of sharply dressed men
walked in.
The shlights went wild, the room fell silent.
And the man leading the pack, in a dark suit, lie perfectly in ce, tall and imposing,
men
stole the spotlight amidst a sea of middle–aged
Young and handsome, he stood out, bing the focal point, his presence somanding it seemed
to leap through the screen
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Lizetta stopped her yful antics, watching intently
She was watching him take his prestigious seat, shake hands with dignity.
She was watching him address the media with ease, his concise, piercing replies to reporters,
effortlessly controlling the room.
Her eyes sparkled with admiration for the man leading the Starlight Group
She thought, not only was she a sucker for good looks, but clearly, for power too.
Thinking that this man had just sent her a routine update on, her heart couldn’t help but race
“Lizetta, oh Lizetta, you’re beyond help,” she thought.
Se vain, indeed
She gently touched her belly, whispering to Joy
“Look, baby, that’s your daddy. Isn’t he amazing?”
This press conference marked a significant announcement from the Starlight Group and the Star Group
about a deep coboration over the next three years, including two groundbreaking scientific
achievements.
Even with little understanding of finance, Lizetta could tell that with the Starlight Group’s endorsement,
the West family’s stocks were
set to soar
Remington’s loyalty to Quentin and the West family was undeniable.