Chapter 235
Lizetta caught her breath and grabbed Yolanda’s hand, pulling her to safety behind her.
“Mr. Dashiell, you are so high and mighty, do we need to apologize to the esteemed Ms. Hawthorne?”
Remington was sporting a black mask, so it was hard to see what his face was really saying, but it was obvious that he was clenching his jaw tight under there.
Before he could even frown and speak up. Evelina was already waving her hands dismissively.
“Lizetta, Remington’s just super protective of the baby in my belly. The baby’s innocent, after all. Even if Ms. Yolanda and you can’t stand me, there’s no need to drag an unbom child into this.”
“If you really cared about the kid, you wouldn’t be up to no good while pregnant. You gotta know, that little bun in the oven is soaking up all your nastiness like a sponge
Lizetta cut Evelina off mid sentence. She had never seen such a shameless expectant motherl
Yolanda nodded vehemently in agreement. “You don’t bother racking up good karma, and now you’re playing innocent? Going on about the baby, the baby like a broken record, as if the whole world doesn’t know you’re the only one who can get pregnant and have kids, night Evelina?”
They tag–teamed her with their retorts, leaving Evelina looking totally lost and on the verge of tears, her body swaying as she fell towards Remington.
She knew Remington wouldn’t let her hit the ground.
Sure enough, he reached out to steady Evelina.
“Remi.”
Evelina took her acting to the next level, whispering softly as her eyes fluttered closed and her legs gave way, trying to burrow into Remington’s arms.
Remington’s brow furrowed as he supported her, glancing towards the car.
The driver was about to come over and take Evelina, but Lizetta couldn’t stand to watch any longer
Just then, a cab pulled up. She grabbed Yolanda and they bolted.
“Get her in the car.”
The driver approached, and Remington pushed the fainting Evelina towards him. Then he turned to chase after Lizetta, only to see her getting into the taxi and driving off.
king with h
him–she didn’t even glance his way before
He took a couple of steps to follow, but it was clear Lizetta had no interest in speaking rolling up the window.
He thought of her words, telling him to be a good ex–husband and stay out of her life. A shadow passed over Remington’s eyes, and he stopped in his tracks.
Meanwhile, in the cab.
Yolanda was still furning. “Badass Remington’s really upping his game, isn’t he? What’s with the giant mask? De his true scumbag nature?”
nk it can hide
Lizetta was silent.
“And that Bitch Evelina, fainting at just the right moment! Is fainting her only trick? Badass Remington must be blind not to see through her act. Liz, you shouldn’t have stopped me. I should’ve spat at her and seen if she could keep up the charade!”
Yolanda kept ranting as Lizetta rolled up the window a sneer playing on her lips.
Remington probably know Evelina was faking it, but he cared about her. He was willing to be duped, even if he knew the truth. “Enough about her. She’s not worth wasting your precious spit on. Let’s find a drugstore and treat that cut so it doesn’t scar.”
Yolanda didn’t seem to care. “So what if it scars? It’s fine.”
Lizetta scolded her. “You’re training in martial arts, going to film school, you really wanna be a stunt double forever? Our goal is the silver screen, the big screen! I’m waiting for you to become a big star: Ever seen a leading lady covered in scars?”
“That’s true. Oh no, will this scrape leave a scar? If it does, I swear I curse Evelina in my sleep.”
“Evelina’s dead set on breaking into showbiz. Show some spirit, outshine her, blow up bigger than her–that’ll be your revenge for me.” Lizetta cheered Yolanda on, and she felt the weight of responsibility on her shoulders, saying. “There’s actually an opportunity coming. up. There’s an issue with the fourth lead in a fantasy drama series, and Jenny said she’d help introduce me to the director
Remington
watched their taxi disappear into the distance, then walked back to his car.
09:49
Chapter 295
The driver had already lald Evelina down in the back seat and opened the door for Remington
But Remington didn’t get in. He looked down at Evelina lying there and instructed the driver.
“Take her back to the Hawthome family, and tell Kevin to figure out the investment funds himself
The driver nodded, “Yes, Mr. Dashiell,”
Just as he was about to close the door, Evelina, who had been feigning unconsciousness, suddenly opened her eyes and propped herself up on the seat.
“Remi, I think just heard you mention canceling the investment. Did I hear wrong?
The investment Remington promised the Hawthome family was to be delivered in three instaliments,
Only the first payment had been made so far, and if no more funds came in, the Hawthorne Group would face a financial crisis.
With the current state of the Hawthome family, bankruptcy was not out of the question.
How could this be?
“Done playing possum?”
Remington stared at the seemingly frail Evelina, his eyes ice–cold.
