No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 412 Get Lost, Don’t Make Me Use Force

Elisa hung up straight away and sent a message.

—Elisa: ‘I’m outside. It’s too noisy, and it’s not convenient for me to pick it up. What’s up?’

—Rachel: ‘Wow? Where are you? I heard that your cousin was suspended from work?’

—Elisa: ‘Yes. It’s all thanks to you! When I have the time, I’ll make you your favorite dish.’

—Rachel: ‘Haha! What a good friend! Where are you now? Why isn’t it convenient for you to answer the phone?’

—Elisa: ‘At a pub.’

—Rachel: ‘D*mn! You’re not that good a friend! You didn’t bring me along to a pub. Who are you with?!’

—Elisa: ‘I’m by myself. I came here because I have something to do. I’ll come here with you next time.’

—Rachel: ‘It’s because you’re alone. Which pub are you in? I’ll look for you. Even if you have something to do, I have to accompany you. How can you handle it by yourself?’

alright. Nothing will

for a while, but Elisa kept insisting that she would be fine. In her frustration, Rachel could

cell phone. She didn’t plan

her face, it didn’t affect her beauty. Many men had already noticed her, and there was already a man who was walking over with a

gentlemanly smile and said to Elisa in a gentle voice, “Hello, missy.

nodded and said with what seemed to be anticipation,

Elisa said it, she fixed her hair. Amidst the man’s excited gaze, she seemed to carelessly drop her mask. Suddenly…

to speak to her. He turned and walked to his seat. All the men beside her looked at him as if asking

he was saying. The corner of her lips curved

other people who went up to her, and Elisa used different ways to let them see her imperfections, and they would

waited for the person she was

Brandon.

He had appeared.

His shoulders were broad, and his waist narrow. His short, light brown hair was styled, and his hair was parted to the side. His good-looking face clearly displayed

he walked in, it attracted the attention of

a drink and sat in an empty