Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 900

Clearly, Yolanda had indeed been whisked away by Cassius.

Lizetta nodded, "I saw it."

She needed to see Yolanda's condition with her own eyes to fully ease her mind.

Remington signaled, and the manager quickly scrolled back through the security footage.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, Cassius emerged from the private room with two assistants in tow, a petite figure wrapped in his trench coat.

But Yolanda seemed drunk, leaning heavily on Cassius, her steps unsteady as if she was being propped up by him.

After a few steps, she began to slip, and Cassius bent down to scoop Yolanda into his arms, striding away briskly.

They obviously didn't take the main hall exit, which is why Lizetta hadn't seen them.

Lizetta turned to the manager, "There's another door?"

The manager nodded, "Yes, there's a back exit, and a parking lot out there too."

Leaving the security room, Lizetta, thinking about Yolanda's condition in the footage, said to Remington, "Do you know where Cassius might've taken Yoli? This isn't right; I need to find her."

Remington sighed, "Liz, maybe the lovebirds don't want to be disturbed. You haven't eaten yet, and Vivi is waiting for us. Let's just go have some barbecue."

He took Lizetta's hand, leading her towards the main hall.

Lizetta yanked her hand back, "What lovebirds? Yoli broke up with Cassius!"

Could Cassius have drugged Yolanda?

The more Lizetta thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Yolanda could hold her liquor; how had she become so weak after just a short while?

And recalling the sound of something heavy dropping when she had called Cassius, Lizetta grew even more worried.

"Lovers have their ups and downs, it's not unusual. Cassius might not want to break up. Give Yolanda a few days, and they'll likely make up. You're overstepping; you'll end up being the bad guy."

Remington paused, clearly not having expected his casual remarks to hit a sore spot with Lizetta.

He remembered how he hadn't taken her seriously when she first mentioned divorce, thinking she was just making a fuss.

For a long time after, he hadn't acknowledged her feelings, leading to a growing rift between them.

Remington's lips tightened, his grip on Lizetta's hand intensifying in an attempt to hold her closer.

The man suddenly went silent, his grip tightening painfully.

Was he angry, thinking she was being unreasonable again?

Lizetta thought bitterly, perhaps this was why broken mirrors were hard to mend. Those cracks were always there, inadvertently touched upon.

For both of them, it was pain and torment.

She suddenly felt lost and hesitant, questioning whether her earlier agreement had been too hasty.