No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 411

"Don't think about it too much. Furthermore, you don't have to maintain any kind of relationship with her. There's no need for it."

Linda was dumbstruck.

She thought that Garry would say something excessive, but was it just these?

"Garry, I..."

"I have something to do. I'll come and visit you when I'm free. Rest well at home."

Linda was dumbfounded once more.

She opened her lips and clearly wanted to say something but was afraid that Gareth would be annoyed, so she retreated. "Alright. Go on with your work. Remember to take care of your health. Don't work too hard, Garry."

"Mm."

Gareth's voice was magnetic, but upon closer inspection, a faint impatience could be heard.

Linda's expression changed, and she could only say, "Alright. I'll be hanging up."

"Mm."

Linda took a breath in and could only hang up.

The next moment, she looked at Rose in a flustered and exasperated manner, who was beside her. "Look at this. I said that I didn't want to call him! Look at what happened. What do you and dad want me to do!"

Just now, her mother kept telling her what and how to do so it would be advantageous to her, but she didn't say what their true motives were. Linda didn't get Gareth's attention, and she was even more jittery.

Rose giggled. "That's what I want. Linda, you really can't hold on. So what if Elisa has the opportunity to work with Darcey Group this time? Do you really think that she can snatch Benett Corporation back?"

Linda was startled. She looked at Rose subconsciously. "What do you mean?"

"Didn't Mr. Wickam tell you? Rest well at home. Leave everything to me."

Linda was stupefied.

With a face full of confusion, she asked, "Mom, what are you and dad going to do?"

Rose suddenly said grudgingly, "Don't you know the reason for every step we're taking right now?"

She growled in a flustered and exasperated manner and threw her cell phone on the bed.

She closed her eyes and took deep breaths in, trying her best to control her own emotions.

…

The sky was getting darker.

Elisa was already in a pub.

This was where Brandon loved to go frequently.

At that moment, Elisa had found a corner to sit down at, like a hunter waiting for its prey.

There was blue-colored alcohol in front of her, but she didn't have any intention of drinking it.

She was holding her cell phone instead and playing with something.

The next moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.