No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 2089

Bella started complaining, unable to understand the woman's thought process.

The rain was already pouring, yet the woman persisted in buying a red umbrella, creating a chilling scene.

Elisa tightly gripped the steering wheel. It seemed her assumption was correct. The red umbrella was purchased for a celebration, which explained the woman's fancy attire.

It was a planned scheme from the beginning, evident from how she wrapped herself up tightly.

The phone chimed once. Bella sent a photo. The woman in the picture had a fair complexion, and it was clear that she had beautiful features.

However, the surveillance system was outdated. The image had already been edited for enhancement. Otherwise, it would be nothing but an unrecognizable blur.

Elisa sighed, looking at the photo. The feeling of familiarity grew stronger, but she couldn't remember why, as her mind was in complete chaos.

When Elisa finally arrived home safely, she immediately retreated to her room and started working on her spreadsheets.

She's a woman who resents me and had cried... Everything seems to align with Kaylee's profile.

However, Elisa realized that the woman had no reason to cry, and tracking her whereabouts was quite straightforward.

Kaylee didn't come to Benett Tower today. Now that's strange. Who could it be?

Elisa sat at her desk, lost in deep thought for a long time.

It wasn't until her eyelids felt heavy that she fell asleep right there on the table.

When she woke up again, she noticed a man's suit draped over her shoulders. Its refreshing scent indicated that it belonged to Gareth.

He's back?

Elisa rubbed her sleepy eyes as she looked around, but she couldn't see anyone.

With Gareth's suit on, Elisa stepped out to see Gareth, wearing an apron, coming out with a dish in his hands.

When he saw Elisa, he invited her to sit down for dinner.

Nevertheless, one thing was certain—that person was a member of high society.

It was evident from her attire and demeanor.

Even so, Elisa still had no clue about the woman's identity.

Additionally, Ernest stated that the IP address of the phone card was indeed from abroad. It was a virtual number that led to nothing upon investigation, as it was purchased on the black market.

This also indicated that the woman was someone of significant status, capable of accessing the black market.

If she could buy a phone card through the black market this time, could she possibly order my assassination through it next time?

At that moment, Elisa felt a chill down her spine. When she rubbed her arms, she noticed goosebumps covering her skin.

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became.

Holding her phone, Elisa pondered for a while before composing a message and sending it off.