Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

But when she locked eyes with Margaret, she immediately grasped Margaret's intention.

Margaret was making her the fall guy. She was a rising star under Glory Media, and now Mrs. Davis was dragging her to get an abortion. Her baby might not be safe.

What would she do if she also offended Ms. Miller? How could she possibly move forward?

"It was... it was me, sob, I was the one who dragged Ms. Yolanda into this mess. I know I was wrong, but I was just trying to save my baby. I'm willing to apologize, Ms. Yolanda, I'm so sorry..." Margaret's voice was filled with pain and remorse as she said, "Jane, you've been so foolish."

Cassius had just walked in and hadn't noticed Mrs. Davis and her party. Now, as he pieced together what was happening, his brow furrowed in confusion.

So, Yolanda was actually being framed. But he had clearly seen her sitting with Charles...

He was somewhat confused, his gaze instinctively turning to Yolanda.

Yolanda wore a mocking smile, her eyes cold as she stared at Margaret.

"Must be nice being the princess, always having someone else to take the fall for your mistakes."

Margaret's eyes welled up again, tugging at Cassius's sleeve, crying out.

"I really didn't, I don't even know Ms. Yolanda..."

Shirley, fearing being implicated further, also chimed in quietly.

"Remi, it was Lizetta and her crew who barged in and started trouble without saying a word. I just exchanged a few words with them, and I ended up getting kicked twice. Look what they did to my new dress." Stella stepped forward, speaking softly.

"It seems like a big misunderstanding. How about we have Jane clear this up online, give Ms. Yolanda her innocence back, and let bygones be bygones?"

Stella's face was filled with a careful kindness as she looked at Lizetta.

Anyone could see she was the one extending an olive branch, seeking peace.

These three women, truly experts at turning black into white.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Lizetta looked at Stella, truly admiring her audacity.

Did Stella suffer from amnesia? Had she forgotten their last encounter where she nearly ran her over?

She and Stella were enemies, their

hatred deep they wished death hother, and here they were,

gat sisterhood.

"Lizetta's right. Since it's all a

y and move on," Cassius said

with a frown.

The priority now was to calm the storm online.

Margaret and Stella, with their

complex backgrounds, and Yolanda, with no backing, shouldn't make es of them. Content &

Making too much of a scene would only harm her future in the entertainment industry.

Lizetta felt Yolanda's hand tremble slightly.

Lizetta squeezed back and looked up at the man next to her, asking.

"So, it's all good if everyone is happy, right, Mr. Dashiell? Is that what you think too?" Lizetta's eyes were full of mockery, causing a tremor in Remington's heart with her gaze.

She believed he was just another villain here to compound the injustice, just like Cassius. This realization weighed heavily on him, but he couldn't blame her.

In her eyes, back at the West family gathering, he had sided with Stella and her father, the villains. Remington's deep eyes locked onto Lizetta, his voice low.

"Slander is slander, there's no misunderstanding. Cassius is drunk and confused, don't mind him." Lizetta was momentarily taken aback, then saw a gentle curve form on the man's lips as he added.

"Whatever you say, I believe you. Whatever you want to do, I support you."

Before Lizetta could respond, Remington turned to Timothy and ordered.

"Lock the door. Nobody leaves until this is sorted out properly!"