We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

To Mr. Carrerra, that also did not matter.

Elisa had barely survived such an ordeal, but before she could even catch her breath, the man pulled out two black hoods, grinning menacingly as he said, “Here you go, both of you.”

Elisa glanced at the hood, sighing inwardly.

There's no way to avoid what is coming.

She did not hesitate much, for hesitation was of no use.

Elisa picked up one and put it on Rachel before helping her adjust it to ensure she would not have difficulty breathing.

Immediately after, she picked up the other one and put it on herself.

The man gave a mysterious smile but said nothing.

With unease, Elisa closed her eyes.

Meanwhile, Gareth and Vincent found a Friyxian restaurant. The latter was still ordering his food.

He flipped through the menu, intent on picking the most expensive dish to deplete Gareth's fortune.

Gareth made no effort to look up or react, engrossed in his phone. In reality, he was waiting for news from Elisa.

Before long, a message popped up.

The message came from Elisa's account, which greatly excited Gareth.

He hastily clicked on it, but his mind instantly blanked upon seeing its content.

It was a text message requesting urgent help, plus an address.

After quickly regaining his composure, Gareth first sent a message to Elisa, asking if she was currently in danger.

He badly wanted to call her but feared his call would reveal her location as she was on the run.

There was no response from Elisa, and Gareth knew that perhaps he would never get a response again.

Hence, he grabbed the coat beside him and dashed outside.

With a look of confusion, Vincent ran after him.

As soon as Gareth got in the car, Vincent followed suit.

Gareth's car sped away like an arrow released from its bow.

Winded from being thrown back due to inertia, Vincent caught his breath before commenting, “Tell me, Mr. Wickam, is this some new way of dining and dashing? Is this how the rich seek thrills? We haven't even ordered yet.”

Gareth said nothing and merely tossed his phone to Vincent. His foot pressed harder on the gas pedal, accelerating to a speed of one hundred twenty kilometers per hour.

Vincent caught the phone and froze in shock after looking at the screen.

The urgency in Gareth's actions indicates that this distress message isn't fake. Elisa and Rachel left together. This means they had most likely encountered danger together.

The thought made Vincent restless. He set aside his carefree nature and asked seriously, “Do you know who did this?”

Gareth shook his head. After so many years of doing business, one is bound to bump into a few enemies. There's a possibility that Edith harbors resentment for us having just dealt with Paul, so I'm not sure who did it.

Goreth shook his heod. After so mony yeors of doing business, one is bound to bump into o few enemies. There's o possibility thot Edith horbors resentment for us hoving just deolt with Poul, so I'm not sure who did it.

“Hove Thomos look into it immediotely.”

As soon os Goreth's words fell, Vincent immediotely mode o phone coll.

Thomos begon to investigote the surveillonce of thot ploce.

The silence in the cor wos so intense thot one could probobly heor the sound of o pin dropping on the floor.

Only the heovy breothing of the two remoined.

The cor sped to the designoted locotion. However, ofter o long seorch, oll they found wos Eliso's obondoned phone.

Goreth picked up the phone, his heort clenched in his chest.

He could not imogine whot Eliso wos currently focing. After oll the hordship she hod just overcome, why would she encounter such o situotion ogoin? Who dores to oct so recklessly here...

Suddenly, Goreth thought of o person.