We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1958 Inspection Of Goods

After Mr. Carrerra left, Elisa felt uneasy and looked out the window.

Gareth had disappeared without a trace some time ago.

Her thoughts were in a state of turmoil, and just like that, she waited until nightfall.

Midway through, someone came in to deliver food, but it wasn't Scarface.

Mr. Carrerra probably knew what that fellow was thinking, too. With the delivery imminent, he didn't want any complications to arise.

Hence, Elisa waited and waited, only for Hannah to show up instead of Gareth and his group storming in.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, the initially quiet factory suddenly bustled with activity and became brightly lit.

Elisa leaned against the corner of the wall, noticing the lights outside starting to illuminate.

Following that was a series of soft, fragmented exchanges.

She pressed her ear against the door. Luckily, it wasn't soundproof, which allowed her to catch snippets of the conversation.

Mr. Carrerra seemed ecstatic and also greatly respected Hannah.

Elisa heard him saying, “Hannah, seeing is truly believing. I'm glad to finally meet you. Please, come inside.”

Hannah likely didn't say anything, and everyone moved from the entrance to the center of the factory.

was able

sounded quite youthful, and she spoke in a

“Where's the goods?”

cheerful demeanor, Mr. Carrerra immediately ordered someone to

quickly resumed her act of feigning ignorance, leaning nonchalantly against the corner of the

entered the room, intending to seize her from both

water spewed straight onto

me. I can walk on

she started heading

time both Mr. Carrerra and

style reminiscent of Moranta, and every gesture and movement of

clothed primarily in black, with a few small bells adorning her chest, causing jingles to resound with each step

bracelet on her wrist, which was a tradition of where

it was decked with bells

Hannah up, the latter did the same thing to

later, Hannah covered her mouth and began

Carrerra.

head back

about what

a sip of tea,

her