Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1259

It was a flawless trade for her.

As long as she maintained control over the boy, she knew Remington and the Maddens would have no choice but to drag her out of this hellhole.

"Deal," Eartha said smoothly, rising from her chair.

Lizetta frowned, staring her down. "Then contact your people right now!"

Eartha simply turned to the guards, signaling she was ready to go back. Glancing over her shoulder, she shot Lizetta a taunting smirk.

"Go home. I set everything up perfectly before I was ever brought in. You'll get your precious proof within two days."

She had meticulously instructed her subordinates long ago: if anything happened to her, they were to immediately seize Ron and go off the grid.

She didn't even need to attempt bribing the cops to make a phone call; as long as the child remained hidden, she held all the cards.

She would dictate the terms from her cell, and they would have to obey.

Panic spiked in Lizetta's chest; Eartha was far more cunning and cautious than they had anticipated.

She opened her mouth to argue, but Remington squeezed her hand reassuringly and spoke in a commanding tone.

"I won't accept any photos of forged DNA reports or anything of the sort. I will verify it myself. I want a physical blood sample from him. Nothing else will suffice."

Lizetta watched Eartha nervously, but thankfully, the older woman simply offered a brief nod.

"Fine."

She had prepared for that exact demand.

On the fifth day of her incarceration, a fresh blood sample from the child would automatically be delivered to the Madden estate.

She wasn't stupid enough to contact her people from inside the precinct; that would only give Remington a digital trail to hunt them down.

As Eartha was led away, Lizetta's brows pinched together in deep distress.

"I can't believe she had this all planned out. She's so careful!"

Remington patted her hand and guided her out of the station.

Once they were in the car, he noticed she was still silent, her forehead creased with worry. He gently stroked her hair.

"Thank you for everything you're doing."

Cedric quickly stepped back, knowing better than to intrude on the couple's precious final moments together before the departure.

Lizetta turned to Remington, words failing her.

Everything she wanted to say was written plainly in her eyes.

He stepped closer, threading his fingers through her long hair, cupping the back of her head as he pressed a deep, lingering kiss to her forehead. His voice was low and fiercely resolute.

"Don't worry. I am bringing him home safe."

Jerome walked over from a short distance away.

Remington reluctantly let go of Lizetta and turned to him. "Jerome, I leave Liz and everything in Tranquil Meadows to you."

Jerome adjusted his glasses, offering a solemn nod of agreement.

Remington gave Lizetta one last, longing look before climbing into the car. She stood completely still, watching the vehicle speed away, her heart a tangled mess of endless anxiety and desperate hope.