Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 652

Jerome greeted Ms. Yolanda with a warm smile as he took the bag from her hands, nodding in appreciation.

“Thanks for your effort, Ms. Yolanda.”

His words seemed to suggest an intimacy with Lizetta that wasn't there before. Yolanda internally rolled her eyes but responded with a smile and a nod, choosing not to add anything more.

Then, Jerome turned to Lizetta, “Make sure you get some rest.”

“Will do.”

Hogan chimed in, “Liz, I’ll swing by tomorrow when I’m free to check on you.”

Without waiting for Lizetta to respond, he looked over at Jerome and gestured with his hand.

“Mr. Madden, let me walk you out. I know my way around the hospital pretty well. I haven’t taken any days off recently, so I’ve been here every day. I’m quite familiar with the maternity ward, so you can rest assured that Liz is in good hands. As her senior colleague, I’ll make sure she’s taken care of. You’re a busy man, Mr. Madden; no need to come by all the time…”

The two men then left the room together.

Yolanda, having escorted them to the door and closed it, returned to Lizetta’s bedside and couldn’t help but chuckle at the visibly relaxed demeanor of her friend.

“Seems like juggling admirers isn’t as fun as it sounds, huh?”

Lizetta let out an exasperated laugh and reached out to Yolanda.

“And you’re laughing! I was giving you signals to help me out, and you just ignored them. Come on, I need to use the restroom!”

Seeing the urgency in her friend’s request, Yolanda moved to assist her, letting out another chuckle.

“I have ears,” Remington replied curtly, placing the documents he had been holding all night on the table before lying down to rest.

Ray, internally rolling his eyes at the repeated inquiries, was interrupted by a notification on his phone.

Glancing down, he saw a video sent by one of his subordinates. Opening it, he was immediately greeted by the familiar screams of Stella. The video showed a scene in a club where Stella was being held down by two servants. A heavy-set woman, dressed lavishly, was cursing and stomping on Stella.

Ray looked up after a brief glance and said, “Mr. Remington Dashiell, we’ve received a response from Ms. West’s side. Would you like to personally review the outcome?”

Remington, already lying down, didn’t bother to look at the phone, showing no interest as he coldly responded.

“The club isn’t far from Dashiell Hospital. She’ll likely seek treatment nearby. Order that Dashiell Hospital will no longer accept the Wests for treatment.”