No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

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Chapter 1942 Mr Carrerra

Elisa pulled Rachel away, preventing her from confronting that person directly.

Pulling Rachel behind her, Elisa curved her lips into a never-changing polite smile.

“Mr. Carrerra, it's been a long time.”

It was none other than Mr. Carrerra.

Ever since he was driven out of the supermarket previously, Mr. Carrerra hadn't shown up for quite a while.

Perhaps it was because, amidst all the unexpected developments, there had never been an opportunity to meet.

Elisa was somewhat surprised to run into Mr. Carrerra out of the blue, but more than that, she was apprehensive.

Mr. Carrerra also smiled. The mysterious light twinkling in his eyes was enough to send chills down one's spine.

“Ms. Benett, there shouldn't be any police this time, right?”

Elisa knew that Mr. Carrerra was referring to the incident at the supermarket previously.

She didn't expect this person to hold a grudge.

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Elisa chuckled, her response devoid of both humility and arrogance. “Mr. Carrerra, you must be jesting. If someone

conducts themselves with integrity, why would the police persistently pursue them?”

Mr. Carrerra's face turned somewhat gloomy, and he stared at Elisa without uttering a word.

Rachel gave Elisa's hand a gentle squeeze, to which the latter responded by patting her back, silently conveying

strength.

Elisa subtly moved half a step back, whispering so that only the two of them could hear, “Don't be frightened. When

I divert his attention, seize the opportunity to escape.”

Rachel shook her head, her gaze resolute.

“No. What will you do if I leave?”

Elisa frowned. “Now is not the time for loyalty. If you manage to escape, you can still relay messages to Gareth.

However, if both of us are apprehended, when will Gareth ever find out?”

Even Elisa herself was unaware that in moments like these, the person she placed her trust in first wasn't the police,

but Gareth.

After all, if Mr. Carrerra could discreetly enter the café, it indicated that the police's control over him was futile.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to appear there so openly.

Upon hearing these words, Rachel no longer persisted.

She knew that what Elisa was saying was the truth, but...

Mr. Carrerra and Elisa remained locked in a tense standoff when, all of a sudden, Mr. Carrerra burst into laughter, a

laugh that carried an eerie undertone.

“You make a valid point,” he said, “but there's one aspect I can't quite agree with.”

Seeing that he had no intention of being rough, Elisa patiently and respectfully responded, saying, “Please enlighten

me, Mr. Carrerra.”

Mr. Carrerra raised an eyebrow. “Those unafraid of the police might not always conduct themselves with integrity,

engaging in inconsistent behavior and even resorting to theft...” Mr. Carrerra's voice trailed off, and his gaze toward

Elisa held a mixture of a smile and a smirk. “Ms. Benett, do you concur with my assessment?”

Elisa's face turned pale when she realized that Mr. Carrerra was alluding to the earlier altercation over the

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Ganoderma Caligo.

Elisa was innocent, but she recognized that this wasn't the moment for a confrontation. Her foremost objective was

to placate Mr. Carrerra's emotions.

No one was aware of whether he had brought any weapons or how many individuals he had brought along with

him.

If she wasn't cautious, everyone present could be placed in jeopardy.

Elisa was not impulsive, and she certainly wasn't someone who would make light of the lives of so many people.

Elisa chuckled a few times and then responded with a question. “Mr. Carrerra, you're known for your directness, so

why don't we get straight to the point? What has brought you here today? If it's for a meal, consider it my treat.”

Mr. Carrerra sneered, “My reason for being here...” He paused, his gaze turning cold as it fixed on Elisa, akin to a

vulture in the wilderness locking onto its prey.

“What could my intentions be, you ask? I merely want to extend an invitation for both of you to visit my abode and

have a chat. I've heard that Ms. Benett had a close call recently, and I'm intrigued to learn about your adventures

during this time.”

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