Chapter 222 

Cedric was all polite but distant, which made Evelina stop dead in her tracks. 

She turned around, only to find Remington already walking off with Lizetta by the hand, leaving her stranded like a wallflower. 

Evelina gritted her teeth in frustration and was about to give chase when the hospital room door opened and out came Yolanda, drying her hair. 

Yolanda had just shielded Lizetta from a drive–by egging and had cleaned up in the restroom. 

Spotting Evelina at the door, she marched right up and grabbed her. 

“Listen up, Evelina, what’s with the sneaky lurking? Spill it–are you the snitch cozying up to Jolin, the one who got eggs chucked at Liz, trying to air her dirty laundry live online? Was that your doing?” 

Evelina shook off her grip, “What the heck are you blabbering about? I don’t have a clue!! just came to check on Thaddeus and stumbled upon this hot mess. Don’t pin this on me! If you’ve got proof, go ahead and call the cops. Quit this vigilante act. Got a few screws loose, huh? Or perhaps you haven’t forgotten your little time–out in the slammer last time?” 

The tables had turned. The tall guy live–streaming had bolted without so much as grabbing his phone, clutching his stomach as he made a run for it. 

Those who had thrown the eggs were long gone. 

Evelina figured Yolanda and Lizetta were clueless without any evidence, which is why she was all cool as a cucumber, sarcasm on full blast. 

But Yolanda’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, “Right on, I’m calling the cops now. After all, that man left his phone in my hands. Wonder if the cops can follow the breadcrumbs to the prankster behind this.” 

Evelina’s face stiffened, cursing under her breath at such incompetence. 

How could someone screw up a live stream and let a woman snatch his phone? 

Yolanda took one look at Evelina’s sour face and actually whipped out the phone to call the cops, right then and there. 

Meanwhile, in the parking lot. 

Lizetta was dragged into the car by Remington, fuming with rage. 

“Remington, what’s it to you what happens with my family? I’m dead set on getting my 

brother abroad for treatment, and you better stay out of it! And as for the Gardenia family’s leeches, don’t think you can make me bleed just to polish your image. I’m not having it!” 

Lizetta thought Remington was taking Jolin’s side just to avoid gossip about being heartless and not helping out his ex–mother–in–law. 

He cared about his rep more than her well–being, but she’d see if she was okay with that. Her eyes red with anger, she glared at the man beside her, almost ready to lash out at him. 

Compared to her outburst, he was as cool as a cucumber, simply saying. 

“Who said I was gonna let them bleed you dry? I only mentioned your brother should stay in the country.” 

Lizetta frowned. “What are you getting at?” 

Remington’s eyes were icy, “Lizetta, seems like you didn’t take my words to heart. I’ve told you I’d get a better specialist for your brother. I’ve also said Hogan isn’t as innocent as you think. I warned you to steer clear of him! Defying me, looking for trouble, are you?” His grip on her wrist tightened, and she stumbled uncontrollably into his embrace. 

Her nose bumped against his firm chest, a wave of pain and tears welling up in her eyes. She looked up at him with fiery eyes, seething, 

“Arrogant jerk, lousy ex–husband, who are you to dictate who I’m with! I am indeed with Hogan, we’re going abroad and I’ll…” 

Before Lizetta could finish her reckless words, his large hand clamped over her cheeks, silencing her. 

Her eyes glared at him while his seemed to hold a brewing storm, he coldly said, 

“Keep talking if you’re not afraid I’ll end him!” 

His possessiveness was too much like a jealous husband catching his wife cheating. Lizetta just stared at him, her eyes flickering, and then she fell silent 

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