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

vengeance, discovering the truth would undoubtedly trigger

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

the effects will kick in. If she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment, her

predicament and then smirked. “Man, if only I had more of those pills, I’d

of remorse lingered in her voice. Sigh… Too

Bella was within earshot

make her dance to

message. As mad as she was, Bella realized she

saw this coming. She wasn’t going to let

real showdown was

phone buzzed with a message from

at Elisa’s lips. After all this time, their tactics

brief pause, Elisa dialed Bella to