Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1419

She wailed endlessly about her innocence, but the seasoned officers completely ignored her. Which criminal didn't have a silver tongue? They all claimed to be helpless, innocent victims.

They had seen it a thousand times before. No one spared Hailey a single glance.

Meanwhile, at Maple Cottage.

Remington escorted Lizetta into the villa. In the living room, Nelson was bouncing Joy on his knee. Seeing them arrive, he quickly handed the toddler to the nanny.

The nanny placed Joy onto a soft crawling mat nearby.

Joy spotted his parents immediately. Perhaps sensing that they had been out facing trouble, the moment his little knees hit the mat, he wobbled excitedly and began speed-crawling toward the door, grunting with effort.

"Mama! Dada, Mama!"

Seeing her son looking like a clumsy little lion cub, a bright smile broke across Lizetta's face.

As she slipped off her shoes, she cooed for Joy to slow down.

Remington had already swapped his shoes and was taking long, confident strides into the living room.

Seeing his father approaching, Joy beamed, lifting his little head and babbling cheerfully.

He reached his chubby little arms up, fully expecting his dad to scoop him into a hug.

Instead, his father breezed right past him without a second glance.

Little Joy had been magnificently ignored. The toddler's mouth turned down in a pout, but he didn't cry.

Lowering his head, he pushed his little legs harder, crawling forward like a determined snail.

Mama is nicer. I'll go to Mama.

Lizetta didn't disappoint. The moment she had her slippers on, she crouched in front of him, scooped him up, and pressed her forehead against his.

"Was my little Joy scared?" she whispered softly.

She had savored every uninterrupted second with her son, cutting out the noise of the outside world, barely even checking her phone.

It made sense why Remington had kept it quiet.

Honestly, Lizetta was thrilled. The West family had been like a malignant tumor in their lives.

Her relationship with Remington was stronger than ever, built on a foundation of absolute trust that ordinary couples couldn't fathom.

She was no longer threatened by Stella's pathetic scheming.

But having Stella constantly pop up to cause drama was like having a toad jump on your foot—not lethal, but incredibly disgusting.

However, recalling Remington's earlier words—There is no Stella West anymore—and the fleeting sorrow on his face, her heart sank slightly.

Just as she feared, Remington spoke with grim finality. "The kidnapping years ago was orchestrated entirely by Martin West. He staged it to secure a massive government contract."