We are not getting remarried show yourself out (Elisa and Gareth) novel Chapter 1944

Chapter 1944 Calling For Help

“Boss, is that the woman? Do you want me to teach her a lesson first?”

A man with a scarred face advanced, exuding a palpable air of aggression, his hands rubbing together as if poised to strike. It appeared as though he would swiftly deliver a fatal blow to Elisa upon Mr. Carrerra's command.

Elisa had no doubt about it as his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Mr. Carrerra raised his hand to stop him, patting him on the chest.

“Hey, no need for such hostility. These two are my guests. Haven't I taught you the proper way to treat guests?”

After Mr. Carrerra finished speaking, he gave Rachel what he thought was a kind smile.

Little did he know that it was quite haunting.

He made a welcoming gesture. “Please, get into the car.”

The burly men also returned to their respective vehicles one by one, leaving two behind to guard the duo and urging them to get into the car.

Halfway through, Elisa stopped in her tracks.

The two people following behind her immediately became alert and looked at her.

Elisa blinked her innocent eyes. “You two should get into the car first. I prefer to sit by the window because I get car sick.”

The men exchanged glances, and one of them snarled menacingly, “No playing tricks.”

Elisa's expression conveyed her helplessness. “I'm not trying to deceive you. I genuinely suffer from car sickness.”

Even though Rachel wasn't certain when Elisa began experiencing car sickness, their enduring friendship enabled her to provide strong support for Elisa, even when she wasn't entirely sure of her friend's intentions.

As expected, the moment they entered the car, under Mr. Carrerra's directive, they were both instructed to surrender their electronic devices.

With a stern and unyielding gaze, Rachel locked eyes with the man. The man, seemingly unfazed, let out a light chuckle. “Please comply with the instructions,” he urged.

Rachel reluctantly handed over her phone to the man.

After receiving the phone, the man immediately threw it out the window.

Rachel grimaced.

The man shot Elisa a smirk. “What about yours, gorgeous? Don't put us in a tough spot, and don't try any tricks. It won't be pleasant if we have to search you later.”

Elisa shook her head.

“I don't have it with me,” Elisa calmly asserted. “You won't find it even if you search me. I left my phone at the café. If you doubt me, you can confirm with Mr. Carrerra.”

The person's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, clearly not expecting Elisa to say such a thing.

He retrieved his phone and sent a message to Mr. Carrerra, the contents of which remained undisclosed.

In the end, he merely emitted a cold, disdainful snort, choosing not to hassle Elisa further.

Mr. Carrerra couldn't have seen the phone at the café, as it was only discarded in the garage after it had sent out an emergency distress signal and automatically transmitted its location, just before Elisa finally entered the car.

She had merely said that to enhance her credibility.