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We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1957
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Chapter 1957 Hannah Arrives

And that explained how Elisa got to see Gareth.

He didn't waste much time and directly found his way there based on the address given by Rachel.

Vincent had tried to stop Gareth, but to no avail.

The latter didn't show any unnecessary emotions as he said, “If Rachel were the one who was there

today, I wouldn't stop you.”

Upon hearing this, Vincent had no choice but to step aside and remind Gareth to be careful in all

matters.

However, none of those mattered anymore.

Gareth felt that seeing Elisa safe and sound made everything worthwhile.

Between the two of them, there was no need for excessive words. Sometimes, a single glance was all

it took, making everything else seem superfluous.

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At the sight of Gareth, Elisa finally felt completely at ease as well.

Still, now was not the time to completely relax. She succinctly talked about Hannah's matter.

After listening quietly for a while, he asked, “Has Mr. Carrerra ever met this Hannah woman?”

Elisa was momentarily taken aback, then shook her head. “I don't think so.”

“Are you sure?” Gareth narrowed his eyes. “This is very important.”

She thoroughly thought it over before nodding.

“They only communicated over the phone. During one of their calls, Mr. Carrerra once mentioned that

he would show her something nice when they meet for the first time.”

Elisa didn't continue speaking, as she could sense that Gareth had gotten mad.

Who else could that nice thing be? Of course, it's me.

A vein throbbed fiercely on the man's forehead as he struggled to control his impulses. “All right, don't

worry. I'll get you out of here as soon as possible...”

He didn't continue to say anything further, for someone had entered the small room.

Elisa composed herself and looked away. Following her line of sight, Mr. Carrerra looked out the

window and smiled. “What's the matter? Are you yearning for the life outside, Ms. Benett?”

She remained silent, clearly not interested in engaging with him.

He continued to talk to himself. “Well, that is normal, but it's best if you adapt to the current situation.

Once Hannah takes you away, you won't have many opportunities to go outside anymore.”

Elisa still said nothing, as if she hadn't heard a thing.

Regardless, Mr. Carrerra wasn't mad and added, “Do you know why?”

He chuckled. “That's because once you're in Moranta, you'll be nothing more than a kept woman of a

drug lord or an arms dealer. In other words, you'll become a personal slave, and it's the kind that

includes sharing their bed. Cherish the present while you still can enjoy the view outside the window.

Who knows, you might just end up living in a basement in the future.”

The man laughed heartily, but Elisa remained unfazed.

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She even went so far as to say, “What you said is indeed terrifying, but... where's Hannah?”

Mr. Carrerra's smile suddenly stiffened.

Knowing that she had guessed correctly, she continued, “If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Carrerra, your people

likely can't get in touch with her anymore, can they? That's why you thought to provoke me a little? In

actuality, there's really no need...”

Elisa spoke without much emotional fluctuation, and her face was equally expressionless.

Yet, somehow, he saw a hint of mockery in her gaze.

The man got hot under the collar.

It was around this time that someone came to report, saying they had established contact with Hannah.

Her estimated arrival time was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Carrerra burst into laughter, looking extremely smugly at Elisa.

Yet, she appeared remarkably composed.

Or rather, she didn't want to show her vulnerability.

Seeing that she had no reaction, he was convinced that she was pretending, so he didn't get mad.

After all, the real thing was about to happen.