Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta was utterly oblivious to the fact that she had been followed all the way back to Maple Cottage.

The moment she got out of the car, she dashed towards Jerome and blurted out, "Bro, I'm really worried about Yoli, I'm heading up first, okay?"

Jerome paused for a second, watching her sprint towards the house before slowly closing the car door behind him. He called out, "Don't forget to come with me to the office tomorrow."

"Yeah, got it, goodnight," Lizetta didn't turn back, merely waving her hand as her figure vanished into the distance.

Rushing upstairs, Lizetta slowed down only when she reached the second floor. Despite trying to dodge Jerome, her concern for Yolanda was genuine.

She knocked twice before pushing the door open to Yolanda's guest room.

Yolanda was just by the bed, unplugging her phone from the charger. Seeing Lizetta, she turned with a smile and explained, "Had to take a shower, missed your call. I've been too scared to log into WhatsApp these past few days." "You can log in now," Lizetta said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Yolanda nodded vigorously, "Right, now it's Margaret who's too scared to check her social media! Feels so good."

The internet was ablaze with criticism towards Margaret for deceiving the public and manipulating the media.

Along with Glory Media being dragged through the mud, especially with videos showcasing Margaret's arrogant demeanor, treating the sidelining of artists as routine practice.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Their controversial actions had sparked outrage among the public.

Now, fans of many artists under Glory Media were in an uproar, fearing their beloved idols might also have suffered at Margaret's hands.

Yolanda felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

"Come on, sit down," she motioned for Lizetta to sit on the bed.

Puzzled, Lizetta complied, "What's up?"

No sooner had she sat down than Yolanda leaned over, resting her head on Lizetta's lap.

"I'm clinging to Florence's mighty leg! How lucky am I, Yolanda, to have spotted Liz, my golden pillar, early on!"

Lizetta couldn't help but laugh, pushing her away lightly.

"My legs aren't thick! Stop joking around, don't think I'll forget to ask about you and Cassius!"

Yolanda's expression darkened slightly, but seeing Lizetta's concern, she shrugged and said, "There's not much to tell, really. Mrs. Sterling approached me, you know how it is."

Yolanda's sarcastic smile made Lizetta understand immediately.

After all, Lizetta had also faced her fair share of troubles with Hanna.

She hugged Yolanda

sympathetically, "And you haven't told Cassius about this? Maybe he doesn't want to tie the knot with the Miller family. Judging by his attitude towards Margaret tonight, he didn't seem to care much."

Yolanda scoffed, "So what? If it's not Margaret, it'll be someone else. It will never be me, Yolanda."

"Have you talked to him about it?" Lizetta asked softly, her heart aching for her friend.

It was clear to her that Yolanda genuinely cared for Cassius, much more than she let on.

Sometimes, those who appear the most carefree are the ones who hurt the most, quietly bearing scars unseen by others.

Yolanda forced a smile, "He drove

me home, barely said a few words.

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Then his family and the Millers kept calling him. He had to go to the hospital, told me to wait for his call. But he's probably still there, dealing with Ms. Miller's emergency."

Lizetta felt a pang of empathy, immediately deciding that Cassius needed to be kept at arm's length.

She took Yolanda's hand, "Yoli, my brother knows plenty of decent and outstanding guys. How about I ask him to set you up on a few dates?"