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.

Elisa was able to listen

youthful, and she spoke in a concise

“Where's the goods?”

cheerful demeanor, Mr. Carrerra immediately ordered someone to bring

resumed her act of feigning ignorance, leaning nonchalantly against the

two burly men entered the room, intending to seize her from both

a mouthful of water spewed straight onto

“Don't touch me. I can walk on my

she

the first time both Mr.

woman was dressed in a style reminiscent of Moranta, and every gesture and movement of hers exuded an exotic

in black, with a few small bells adorning her chest, causing jingles to resound

wrist, which was a tradition of where

bells that

up, the latter

later, Hannah covered her

Carrerra. “This is really a

head back and

rolled her eyes, clueless about what he was

a sip of tea,

her were glued to