NovelAppChapter 223 Lizetta racked her brain a bit and furrowed her brows.
Seeing her simmer down, Remington let go, and noticing the faint red mark his pinch left on her delicate cheek, he scowled and said in a deep voice, “Did you toss your good girl act to the dogs?” Lizetta pouted, “Exactly, fed it right to you.” She wasn’t wrong; her former sweetness had indeed all been given to Remington.
Remington, being called a dog, shockingly found he was getting used to it.
This realization sent a chill across his handsfeatures. As he was nursing a headache, Lizetta suddenly piped up.
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“Are you jealous?” Remington's eyes flickered, and when he looked at Lizetta, he curled his thin lips into a mocking smile and said, “We're just not officially divorced yet, that’s all.” Lizetta, not willing to give in, retorted, “So, in a month's time, | can be with Hogan, is that. what you mean?” Remington, barely keeping his temper in check, replied coolly, “Lizetta, any woman of mine, even if | don’t want her anymore, nobody else better dare touch. If they do, they gotta be ready to face the consequences.” In other words, if Lizetta wasn’t afraid of Hogan getting into trouble, she might as well go ahead and provoke him.
“So basically, you still don’t approve ofbeing with him, isn’t that just jealousy?” Lizetta stared at Remington, her heart betraying her with its pounding.
Remington’s lips pressed together tightly, “Think whatever you want, but Hogan is out of the question.” There was no sign of anger or panic for being found out.
His demeanor was calm and indifferent; he simply didn't allow her to be with Hogan, and it might just be because he had a beef with the guy.
Lizetta thought back to how Remington had indeed warned her several times to stay away from Hogan, her heartbeat gradually settled.
Chapter 223 She laughed self-deprecatingly, looking down, “Hogan is really a good person.” Remington scoffed coldly, “You don’t even know what his family does for a living, what his status is. He's all cloak and dagger. Can't you see what he’s scheming? It wouldn't be surprising if he whisked you away and sold you abroad.” Lizetta countered, “I'm just friends with Hogan, why would he need to tellabout his family background?” It's not like they were matchmaking or dating.
Seeing Lizetta brush it off, Remington chuckled again.
“The medical research institute he’s getting your brother into is actually one he invested in and created himself.
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still think he’s a saint with no ulterior motives?” “What? How is that possible?” Lizetta was shocked. Hogan had clearly said that the medical institution was a joint venture by several Astoria hospitals.
Seeing her only trust Hogan and constantly doubt his own words, Remington felt as if his chest was blocked by a boulder.
He tossed a file in front of Lizetta.
Frowning, Lizetta pulled it out and took a look. It was the complete dossier on the Astoria research institute, investigated by Remington, and Hogan's nwas clearly listed as the sole investor.
“To get this medical research institute up and running, to maintain operations, to develop pharmaceutical achievements, it costs at least several billion a year. Lizetta, can you still say he’s a good guy now?” £5 Ser
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