Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 623

"Thinking about the contract stuff."

It was just a hunch he had, but Jerome hesitated for a moment, choosing not to voice it out loud.

Nelson, with a serious tone, reminded, "When it comes to work, think about work. But when you're looking for someone for Andrea, don't just consider their capabilities. The key is to find someone who knows how to cherish her, not someone like Remington. That's a definite no-go."

"Grandpa's right," Jerome said, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Ah, poor Liz. It's strange, though, I feel just as upset when she's mistreated as I do when Andrea is. But at the end of the day, she's not related by blood, so it's not really our place to interfere too much. If I hadn't been so sure that your aunt didn't have twins, and that Andrea was definitely your aunt's daughter, I'd start wondering if Liz was a part of the Madden family too."

Nelson sighed again, and Jerome's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.

That was also his point of confusion. Eight years ago, Mrs. Bernice Madden began to show signs of dementia and started not recognizing people, but she was especially averse to Andrea. Insisting Andrea wasn't her niece's child, so Nelson secretly had a DNA test done between Andrea and the Maddens. The results showed no issues. That's why, when he first saw Lizetta and thought she resembled Elsa, he didn't think much of it...

But could it be possible that the DNA test back then was falsified?

As Jerome pondered, furrowing his brow slightly, Remington had already left the hospital. At his feet was the bag Jerome had given him.

"Mr. Remington Dashiell, are you really going to bring these to the missus? Want me to chuck it in the back?" Ray got in the car, following Remington's gaze to the bag on the floor.

"Mr. Remington Dashiell still plans to give it to the missus, huh?" Jerome was clearly trying to undermine, and Mr. Remington Dashiell was just letting him? No, that's not right. The missus and Mr. Remington Dashiell are divorced now; she's not really Mr. Remington Dashiell's to worry about anymore.

"She had a connection with Mrs. Bernice Madden. Mrs. Bernice Madden made it for her; she'll be happy to receive it," Remington said, closing his eyes.

Ray, holding the sachet, silently sighed. He thought, in the past, when Lizetta and Remington had arguments, it was always Fiona who mediated. But now, if the elders are also getting involved, clearly Mr. Madden is winning; after all, they have a grandfather on their side.

Upon returning to the villa, Remington inquired about Lizetta's condition. The maid, Cara, smiled, "The missus woke up feeling much better, ate quite a bit at lunch, and went back to sleep not long after. I just checked on her; she's still asleep."

Hearing that Lizetta had managed to eat on her own lifted some of the gloom from Remington's demeanor, his usually furrowed brows relaxing slightly.