"Tomorrow, the police will be here to take her away." Remington stepped forward, taking Lizetta''s hand


    in his. Her hand was a bit cold, but hisrge, warm palms enveloped it, gently rubbing warmth back into


    her skin.


    Lizetta''s mind was still on Evelina, asking, "The police?"


    Although what Evelina had done was despicable, she hadn''tmitted any serious crimes.


    Why had Remington called the police?


    There was a sharp look in Remington''s eyes as he said, "The case with Daniel had Evelina''s


    fingerprints."


    He had previously sent Cedric to dig into it, but Evelina had dispatched people out of town. It was like


    looking for a needle in a haystack.


    With Evelina''s deeds exposed today, Remington had Ray find April.


    April, seeing Evelina had lost all her power, flipped sides and spilled everything Evelina had done.


    Lizetta felt a chill, remembering Daniel; even though it had been a long time, the thought of him still


    sent shivers down her spine.


    Remington tightened his grip on Lizetta''s hand, his voice soft and reassuring.


    "Don''t be afraid."


    It was then Lizetta realized he was still holding her hands. She tried to pull away, when Ste''s voice


    suddenly came from behind. "Remington, my mom will be alright, won''t she? I just reunited with her


    today, and haven''t even had a chance to really spend time with her." Remington turned to her,


    reassuring, "She''ll be fine."


    Lizetta tried to pull away, but Remington, as if anticipating her move, tightened his grip.


    Unable to pull away, Lizetta inadvertently attracted Ste''s gaze.


    Ste''s gaze fell on their intertwined hands, and her lips curved into a shy smile as she looked at


    Lizetta with a gentle tone.


    "Remington and I grew up together. Fiona, and Remi''s parents have been very kind to me. The


    Dashiells were like a second family to me.


    Remington told me that you also


    grew up in the Dashiell family. Even though we''re meeting for the first time today, I guess because we


    both grew up with them, I feel a special connection to you.


    to


    Remington and I share the same birthday, and I''m six years older than you. If you don''t mind, you can


    call me ''Sis'', and may I call you Liz?"


    Ste was somewhat cautious, emanating kindness as if her whole being was trying to reach out.


    Her experience was heartbreaking and deserving of sympathy.


    She had even risked her life to save Remington, endured so much hardship, and was only just found.


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    Today, at the hospital, Ste had been reasonable and understanding.


    But Lizetta couldn''t help feeling something was off.


    She didn''t know if it was her own issue, being too consumed by the matters of the West family, but she


    just couldn''t warm up to Ste. She responded with a polite smile, "Ms. West, calling me by my name is


    fine."


    Ste was taken aback for a


    moment, seeming to not expect Lizetta''s aloofness and hurt bycher indifference. She reached out her


    hand again, forcing a smile. S


    "Liz, are you upset with me because Remington had to rescue me and missed the wedding? I''m sorry,


    please don''t be mad at Remington. It was my fault for getting a high fever out of nowhere. Remington


    had to take me to the hospital, which dyed the time."


    At that moment, a child walked by with his mother.


    The child caught a glimpse of Ste''s extended hand, screamed, "Ah! Mommy, that''s scary, thedy''s


    hand looks so scary!" Ste''s face turned deathly pale, looking flustered toward the child.


    Before Lizetta could react, Remington let go of her hands and took Ste''s injured hand in his, pulling


    her behind him. Remington turned to face the child, his intimidating aura causing the child to bury into


    his mother''s embrace, crying.