No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Gareth's face contorted with a frown as he pressed the intruder, demanding harshly, "Who put you up to following us?"

Elisa could discern from the person's physique that it was a man. Yet, since Gareth had posed the question, she decided to let him handle the situation while she observed from a distance.

Pinned down beneath Gareth's weight, the man whimpered, "N-No one... I'm here on my own. I thought I could snap some exclusive photos of the two of you to boost my online presence. Nobody sent me..."

Neither Gareth nor Elisa found his explanation convincing.

How could he have followed them so methodically if nobody had instructed him?

Elisa noticed Gareth was on the brink of resorting to force, so she quickly gestured, signaling him to stop. Gareth complied.

The next instant, Elisa revealed a silver needle in her hand, a chilling smirk on her lips. "Since you're a journalist, I'm sure you're familiar with the recent news of a neurologist who murdered his wife with a needle, aren't you?"

The man's spine tingled at Elisa's words. He was a journalist, and the news she mentioned had caused quite a commotion. How could he not be aware of it?

sent a shiver down his back, making him feel like he was facing a

right. I'm a journalist, and I know about that news. I can show you my camera

to search for him, Gareth took the lead and did it himself, finding his

at the man's press credentials and read the name 'Felix Quay'. His claims seemed valid—he had come for

days had no limits to their audacity. They would go to

her attention was caught by a flickering red light in his pocket. Swiftly, she retrieved it—it turned out to be

o'clock now. If any negative stories were to circulate within two hours, rest assured you'll die

eyes and confiscated the memory chip

mince his

planned to capture a few snapshots discreetly. Still, he never expected to be caught

himself in

and a force to be reckoned with nationwide, and a woman brandishing a lethal silver needle, her eyes radiating pure ruthlessness. He

nor Gareth making a move against him, Felix swiftly scrambled to his feet and foundering away