NovelEnglishHowever, Lizetta wasn't looking at him; she flashed a smile at Remington.
"It's not sudden, I used to call him that before." Back in the day, when Lizetta first started working at the Starlight Group's secretary's office, Cedric had been a great help to her, and that's how she, along with the other newbies, used to call him.
Later, when Cedric went to Oakridge Heights to pick up a contract for Remington and saw Lizetta, realizing she was Remington's secretly wedded wife, he dared not let Lizetta call him that way anymore. At the mention of this, Remington's gaze lightly swept over Cedric, his feelings becoming more conflicted.
Previously, Lizetta used to call Cedric by his name, who was, of course, Remington's secretary.
But now, her sudden shift back to calling Cedric by his nclearly meant she was distancing herself from their relationship.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCedric, on the verge of tears, said, "Ma'am, please, just callCedric. I've gotten used to it." Lizetta smiled again, "Don't worry, I'm not one to mince words. I can switch back easily." Cedric, "..." Remington then sharply looked at Lizetta, saying, "You are indeed quite good at switching terms." For years, she called him 'bro' or 'Remi,' and then suddenly, it was all 'Mr. Dashiell,' 'Mr. Dashiell,' without ever slipping up once.
Lizetta sensed a hint of resentment in his tone and laughed.
"Yes, indeed. Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Dashiell." Watching her forced smile, Remington sighed in resignation and then asked, "Should I give Cassius a call?" Given that the mess with Yolanda was stirred up by Cassius, it was only right for Cassius to take responsibility.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lizetta and Yolanda, who was dozing in her arms, almost simultaneously objected.
"Don't." "No need!" Yolanda opened her eyes, straightening up in Lizetta's embrace, and said to Remington again, "Thank you for your help today, Mr.
but this is my issue. I'd like to handle it myself, so please, don't interfere too much, thank you." || Lizetta also felt that since Cassius was about to enter into an arranged marriage, it was better for him not to get involved with Yolanda anymore.
She held Yolanda's hand, silently offering her support.
"Alright." Seeing this, Remington nodded and didn't press further.
The car slowly stopped in front of the Madden family's Maple Cottage.
Lizetta didn't wait for Remington to caround and open the door for her; she and Yolanda got out of the car.
She looked at the man coming from the passenger side, nodding, "Mr. Dashiell, thank you for your help today." Remington, looking steadfast, "Is a verbal thanks all I get? Won't you invitefor a meal?" It was his first topenly asking someone for a meal, feeling his ears slightly burn with the audacity.
But he didn't want to miss out on this opportunity, just in case she agreed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTo Remington's surprise, Lizetta seemed to think for a moment and then nodded.
"I'll book a spot and have someone inform Mr. Dashiell to schedule another time."
Remington thought he was hearing things; was it really that easy to get a meal invitation? Rounded up, could this be considered a date? He unconsciously clenched his fist, feeling the real pain, and a smile involuntarily spread across his face.
His voice deep and husky, "Great, I'm always available. Do you not have my WhatsApp? I can..."
He was about to take out his phone, hoping to get Lizetta to unblock him and add hi him backlon whatsApp, when he heard a deep voice from not far away. "Liz, why are you standing at the door and not coming in?" In the next moment, Lizetta, who stood in front of Remington, immediately turned around.
Remington saw her face suddenly
light up with a radiant smile, then she quickly walked towards the tall figure emerging from the cottage, greeting him with surprise and affection. "Big bro, didn't you say you were out of town on a business trip? When did you get back, and you didn't even tell me!" X
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