Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 489

Yolanda sneered, "Isn't Mr. Dashiell supposed to be all capable? Why bother asking me? Go find her yourself! No, you'd better stop searching. You won't find Liz! I don't know where she's gone; but even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. I won't let you to harm her! You... Mmph!"

With Yolanda's incendiary words, Remington's eyes grew colder, and a murderous aura enveloping him.

Cassius broke into a sweat for Yolanda, and rushed over to cover her reckless mouth.

"Remi, she's just got a sharp tongue. I've already asked her; she really doesn't know anything."

Cassius was worried about Yolanda. Since she was taken from the banquet last night, he had followed her here.

Holding Yolanda in his arms, he addressed Remington with urgency.

He had known Remington for many years and had never seen him lose control like this. Yolanda's actions at this moment were beyond foolish.

"There's no need for you here! Mr. Sterling, please leave," Remington said coldly.

Ray immediately stepped forward, reaching out to pull Cassius away.

But the next second, Yolanda shrugged off Cassius's restraining grasp and aimed a kick at Ray.

Ray dodged swiftly with a quick sidestep.

Yolanda then grabbed a porcelain plate of cupcakes from the table, and flung it at them. Remington remained motionless, unfazed, but caught the plate with precision.

Some cream spattered his stoic face, and the cakes fell to the ground.

The atmosphere turned tensely silent in an instant.

Cassius felt that at any moment that Yolanda, in her fearlessness, was about to meet a violent end under Remington's hand.

He quickly got up from the sofa, stepping forward to snatch the plate from Remington's grasp.

"Remi, I know you're upset, but we need to stay calm here!"

He was trying to douse the flames, but Yolanda stood up, stoking the fire as she glared at Remington and angrily said:

"When Liz loved you, how did you treat her? At the time of that incident, Liz was only eighteen years old!

Blood mixed with porcelain shards, dripping down.

Cassius's expression altered, and he turned to glare at Yolanda.

"Will you just stop talking! Remi, let go, don't you want your hand anymore?"

Cassius hurriedly tried to pry Remington's hand open again.

Cassius held the broken pieces of porcelain in his palm, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He was mad!

"No, let her speak!"

Remington, however, shook Cassius off, his voice trembling slightly.

He wanted to know how much more there was that he didn't know.