Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Since I know you've left, I have a responsibility to ensure your safety. I can't rest easy if something happens to you. It's not difficult for me to arrange for someone to protect and take care of you covertly." Upon hearing Jerome's words, Lizetta's heart completely relaxed.

She thought to herself that, even though she looked good, she was now a pregnant woman. Someone like Jerome has probably seen all kinds of beauties. How could he possibly be interested in a pregnant woman?

She expressed her gratitude again and added, "Mr. Madden, I've actually reached out to a friend from college. She's studying here now and has already found me a place to stay. I'll just move in with her." Indeed, Lizetta had made plans with her friend. Without any arrangements, she wouldn't dare venture out in her condition.

However, Jerome interjected, "Given that the Wests are still looking for you, you're not completely safe now. If you go to your friend, you might inadvertently put her in danger. Besides, Remington hasn't given up looking for you. With his resources, it's only a matter of time before he checks your old acquaintances and locates this friend of yours."

Biting her lip, Lizetta had to admit Jerome had a point.

Clutching her phone a bit tighter, she finally asked, "Hasn't he given up searching? Has it caused you any trouble?"

"He scoured Summer City for an entire day and night, and has now returned to Zion City. You can rest assured in the place I've arranged for you, and let Dora take care of you. Should you still feel uneasy, you're welcome to resume dancing at Madden Dance Studio, how does that sound?"

"Of course, that's no problem at all."

After hanging up, Lizetta turned to gaze out the window, lost in thought.

She had left Remington a note. Leaving was her way of showing her stance.

Remington was always so proud, and with Stella by his side, there was no need for him to persist in searching for her.

Was it because of Daisy, or was it because he couldn't stand that she was the one to leave first?

Whatever the reason, he wouldn't keep searching forever.

In this world, no one is truly indispensable.

Just like her past self, she once believed Remington was her entire world. However, now, although thoughts of him still lay heavy on her heart, she had learned the art of letting go.

With these thoughts, she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her belly.

It felt like a little fish had bumping against her stomach.

Stunned, Lizetta realized this was the first time she had felt the baby move so distinctly.

Her eyes warmed up, and she suddenly reached out to touch her protruding belly. "Daisy? Are you trying to comfort Mommy? You support Mommy's decision, don't you?"

In Zion City.

Yolanda was being held in a hotel under the watchful eyes of

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Remington's bodyguards. Surrounded by men in black, she didn't put up any resistance this time. She was sitting on the sofa in her black evening gown, she casually enjoyed cupcakes on the sofa.

The moment Remington walked in, looking weary yet imposing, Yolanda's eyes lit up. She tossed aside the seeds, clapped her hands, and spoke without holding back, full

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"Mr. Dashiell, seems like you've returned empty-handed."

Remington, cloaked in a black trench coat, strode up to the sofa.

His tall silhouette blocked the overhead light, casting a formidable shadow over her. The air around him was charged with a silent fury as he looked down at Yolanda. "Yolanda, don't think I won't lay a hand on you! I'm asking you one more time, where did she go?"