We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1928

Chapter 1928 Lost In Thought

Elisa nodded, finally managing to send off the troublesome Gareth.

As he was leaving, Gareth didn't forget to warn Mrs. Grayson.

“I wonder how Old Mrs. Grayson has been feeling lately. Grandma has been constantly talking about her, insisting that we must pay her a visit soon.”

The smile on Mrs. Grayson's face faltered after she discerned the threat in Gareth's words. However, she swiftly regained her composure. “I shall eagerly await your arrival, then.”

Gareth didn't say a word and left the police station.

After watching the retreating figure of Gareth, Mrs. Grayson blurted out, “Ms. Benett and Mr. Wickam seem to get along quite well.”

It was known to the public that Elisa and Gareth were divorced.

Elisa felt Mrs. Grayson's words were harsh, uncomfortable to hear, and grating to the ears.

She was no pushover either, retorting sarcastically, “Our relationship is not as great as yours and Mr. Grayson's.”

The smile on Mrs. Grayson's face froze instantly.

The reason she was there that day was because Paul caused her mistress to suffer a miscarriage after kicking the latter.

Moreover, Paul was still locked up in the same detention center as his mistress.

To say that they were close was a blatant lie.

oblivious to any impropriety in her words, Elisa cheerfully asked, “So, where

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