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Chapter 131 Hearing It was Evelina, Lizetta chilled out instead. Looked like the one who should be freaking out now was probably Remington.
She leaned into his ear and taunted, “Aren’t you gonna let go? If Evelina gets shocked and something happens to the baby, don’t expectto take the fall.” Remington's grip on her waist tightened a bit, but soon enough, he let her out of his hold. Lizetta wanted to hop off him quickly, but his hurry to avoid any scandal made her feel kinda ticked off.
She chuckled with a mischievous glint in her eye and reached to roll down the car window. But her hand was suddenly seized by the man, his voice sharp, “I know what you're playing: get away fromnow!” Lizetta's face lost its color, feeling as if she'd been slapped hard. She got up and moved back to the passenger seat.
As soon as she settled down, Remington rolled down the window. Evelina’s smiling face appeared, her makeup on point.
Last night, Evelina’s social media followers dropped like flies, and netizens pressured her to post donation receipts.
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In the end, the Hawthorne Group's official website released a statement saying that as the Hawthorne family’s daughter, Evelina’s charitable donations were done in conjunction with the HawthGroup.
The Hawthorne family must've spent a fortune on intemercenaries to cool down the heat, finally putting an end to the taunts.
Gotta say, Evelina had got thick skin, right now, she showed no sign of being fazed by the public opinion, her voice brimming with surprise.
“Remington, is that you in the car? Oh, Sis, you're here too?” She acted as if she was clueless about the tense vibe inside, all innocently enthusiastic.
Remington nodded at her and said, “Go wait forin the office.” Lizetta couldn't be bothered with Evelina and didn’t even turn her head, but when she heard Remington's words, she subconsciously pinched her fingertips.
So, Remington had arranged to meet Evelina today. No wonder he was too busy to cto the café and sent Cedric down instead.
“Okay, I'll head up then,” Evelina obediently nodded..
She turned to leave but glanced back, considerately saying, “Take your ttalking, Remington. | can wait a bit longer. The desserts prepared by the CEO's office taste so good, | wonder which shop they're from.” Remington then turned to look at Lizetta, “Which shop are the desserts from?” Lizetta used to be a junior clerk in the CEO's office, handling all sorts of errands. The desserts for the female guests at the CEO's office were her responsibility, and they had a specific partnership with a dessert shop.
Lizetta looked up with a smile, “From LR.” Remington eyed the smile at the corner of her lips and ordered in a flat tone, “Call them and arrange a weekly delivery to the Hawthfamily mansion.” Evelina beamed with joy, “Remington, you're so good to me. Thank you, Sis.”
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She tilted her head, gave Lizetta a smile, and cheerfully headed toward the elevator, her footsteps seemingly mocking Lizetta.
Lizetta's smile froze on her face, but Remington was still looking at her coldly, “Why haven't you ordered yet?” “Mr. Dashiell, you seem to forget, I'm no longer the CEO office's errand girl.” Remington chuckled, “So what? | can't boss you around anymore?”
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Lizetta bit her tongue and nodded.
She whipped out her phone and efficiently ordered a year's worth of luxuly dessert delivery service for Evelina, paying up.
“Satisfied, Mr. Dashiell? Mind reimbursing me, 10 grand, thank you.” She flashed the payment QR code in front of Remington.
Yet his expression was mockingly cold, “Did | say I'd reimburse you? Weren't you the one wanting to play matchmaker for me and her? Is ordering some desserts for your future sister-in-law too much to swallow?” Lizetta's smile turned provocative, “Sign the agreement, and I won't just order for a year.
When you two tie the knot, I'll gift her a decade of desserts as a wedding present.”
She tossed the divorce agreement back in front of Remington.The chill in Remington's eyes deepened , but whithout taking the agreement, he transferred 10 grand to Lizetta.