Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

"Mom, Remi's got no patience for this stuff..."

Shirley couldn't believe it when Remington actually stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her.

"You're going on blind dates?"

She was stunned, not expecting him to care about her personal affairs. Ever since she was subjected to a prank involving hot sauce by Remington, their cousinly bond had grown quite thin, with Remington treating her like she was invisible.

"Who says your Remi doesn't care? I'm right here asking, aren't I? Spit it out," Mrs. Dashiell urged, nudging Shirley, who nodded in a mixture of surprise and gratitude.

"I... well, I'm at the age for dating and marriage, right? They're all from our social circle. Mom says it's better to know their background, so I thought why not go for blind dates."

"What about Hogan? Weren't you all over him before? Suddenly lost interest?"

Remington's gaze was piercing.

Shirley nervously licked her lips and shook her head, "I... well, it's just not happening. He's not into me at all. Can't keep throwing myself at him, can I? So, I gave up. Don't like him anymore." Remington stared at her for a moment longer before shifting his gaze to the photographs Mrs. Dashiell was holding.

"Sounds good," he said, then strode upstairs with Ray following behind.

Once in the study, Remington turned to Ray and instructed, "Check out what happened between Shirley and Hogan, will you? And that woman in the parking lot too."

He could tell Shirley was lying.

Shirley was not known for her perseverance, but her infatuation with Hogan had been an exception lasting a good two to three years.

There had been squabbles over get

Hogan before, with Shirley and Lizetta at odds, causing quite a stir. Her sudden surrender and

compliance with the arranged blind dates felt off to Remington.

Ray suppressed a smile, "Sure thing, Mr. Remington Dashiell."Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

He knew it! Any matter slightly involving the lady of the house, and the boss couldn't stay uninvolved.

Acknowledging the instruction, Ray left the room while Remington sat behind his desk, his brows furrowed.

He hadn't had much interaction with

Hogan, but he could see that Hogan was far from the harmless persona he projected. The year Hogan got into trouble abroad, Helen White approached their family with a marriage proposal, insisting Hogan was unaware and that it was her maternal instinct taking over.

Yet, how did Helen know about Hogan's secret affection for Lizetta? The cunning moves Helen made could very well have been inspired by Hogan. For years, Hogan

been lingering around Lizett silently supporting her without

expecting anything in return, almost

saint-like.

Rubbing his temples, Remington picked up his phone again, forwarding the unsent photo to Cassius.

Cassius responded with a puzzled emoji.

Without hesitation, Remington called Cassius, instructing, "Send the photo to Yolanda. Say you snapped it in the hospital parking lot. Don't mention me."

Before Cassius could respond, the call was ended.

Looking at the photo with a sigh, Cassius did as told and forwarded it to Yolanda.