Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

He couldn't stand it anymore!

She shouldn't have given in to her soft heart, bringing Cedric up here to deliver an umbrella.

Let him kneel there at the grave, atoning to Daisy!

Despite thinking this way, Lizetta quickly caught up with Cedric's pace.

"Mrs. Dashiell, you should walk ahead of me."

Cedric stepped aside, gently suggesting, and Lizetta nodded, moving to walk in front of Cedric.

Then, Cedric suddenly added, "Mrs. Dashiell, actually, on the night the little master was born... it was because Ms. West said that if the boss agreed to accompany her to face everything together, she would agree to leave the country honestly, and that's why he went." Lizetta stopped in her tracks, turning her head as the wind whipped her hair around, her eyes stinging.

"How do you know that?" her voice was tight.

"Of course, I know! On his way to the countryside that night, the boss even instructed me to book a flight for Ms. West immediately, mentioning this matter.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

The boss sounded so casual, saying that with the birth of the West family's child, he could finally make amends to the late Mr. Quentin.

Ms. West also agreed to go abroad, so she could be properly with Mrs. Dashiell, waiting for the birth of the young master. The boss hadn't anticipated such an accident..."

Cedric hurriedly explained, afraid Lizetta wouldn't believe him, thinking it was all made up.

He busily took out his phone, saying, "Oh, I even booked the flight for Ms. West, I have the booking info here, let me find it..."

Lizetta, however, raised her hand to stop Cedric.

Cedric looked up in surprise, Lizetta letting go, "No need to check, I believe you."

Cedric wasn't a man without principles, and Lizetta believed he wouldn't fabricate such lies for Remington's sake.

Suddenly, Lizetta felt even more conflicted.

"Mrs. Dashiell, about the young master's situation, both you and the boss are victims. Can't you really forgive the boss?"

Cedric looked at Lizetta, genuinely

hoping the boss and the boss's lady

could reconcile soon, as the

evel

pressure on him from all sides

immense.

Lizetta turned back without a word, and continued walking up.

Cedric sighed and followed.

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As they neared the top, Cedric could vaguely see Remington's figure, when Lizetta turned and took the umbrella from Cedric, saying,

"There are only two umbrellas, I'll

take it over. Maybe you should head back

Thann before it starts raining.

Thanks for coming up with me."

After all, Lizetta was considering Remington's dignity and pride, not wanting Cedric to witness his boss in a state of despair.

Thinking that the boss definitely wouldn't want to see him at this time, Cedric immediately stopped.

"Alright, Mrs. Dashiell, go ahead."

Lizetta hurried off, Cedric walked down, just as another rumble of thunder rolled across the sky.

Cedric glanced back towards Remington and almost stumbled down the steps.

What had he just seen?

Was the boss really kneeling there, or were his eyes deceiving him?

Cedric rubbed his eyes, not in a

ло

hurry to leave anymore. Crouching down, he found a tombstone to hide behind, waiting for the next thunderclap.

Sure enough, with thunder rolling, the cemetery lit up.

Cedric clearly saw his usually aloof boss genuinely kneeling there, Mrs. Dashiell quickly approaching.

The boss didn't even stand up, but instead, when Mrs. Dashiell came closer, he moved forward on his knees and embraced her like a child. My God!

Oh, Earth, Cedric prayed in his heart, hoping the thunder wouldn't stop.

He loved the drama, wanting to watch a bit longer.

He just wondered, with the boss pulling out all the stops, could Mrs. Dashiell ever forgive him...