No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Once aboard the ship, Elisa rarely stayed alone; instead, she gravitated towards the deck amidst the company of others.

Actively avoiding isolation, she mingled with fellow attendees, intently monitoring Rochelle’s potential secretive strategy.

Furthermore, anyone daring to conspire against her should brace for countermeasures.

Beneath the moon’s glow, Elisa raised her wine glass and downed it swiftly, a subtle smile forming on her lips, hinting at veiled intentions.

With Elisa refusing to retreat to her room, Rochelle’s nerves went into overdrive. It was plain as day: if Elisa didn’t bunk down in her quarters, her scheming would crumble like a house of cards! What would happen to the painstakingly set-up ‘surprise’ she had tucked away?

Rochelle turned to Paul, “Do you think she’s catching on? What if she figures it out? What do we do then?”

Rochelle’s tension was almost tangible, as though Elisa’s presence had cast a foreboding shadow upon her, leaving an indelible mark of fear.

Paul picked up on Rochelle’s restlessness and pat her shoulder reassuringly, accompanied by a light chuckle.

on anything! And even if she does, she has no evidence against

penchant for vengeance, discovering the truth

Elisa, who was still merrily mingling. Seeing no red flags, she eased up

said, “It doesn’t matter if she decides to crash in her room; the drug is already in her body. Sooner or later, the effects will kick in. If she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment, her image in the gutter. If she keeps partying, her true colors

if

hint of remorse lingered in her voice.

she know, Bella was within earshot

their plot – drug Elisa and make her dance to

to pounce in check, Bella pinged Elisa a message. As mad as she was, Bella realized she had to rein

this coming. She wasn’t going to

buckle up – the real showdown

Elisa’s phone buzzed with a message from Bella, filling her in on Rochelle’s

time, their tactics were still

a brief pause, Elisa dialed Bella to share a