No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1460

Chapter 1460 Continued to Taunt Him

"Ms. Benett, you're…"

"What's wrong?" Elisa asked, turning to Thomas. Her eyes narrowed when she saw the disbelief in his eyes.

He didn't respond to her question.

"Thomas, please finish your sentence. I don't like being left in the dark."

She was always annoyed when people didn't finish their sentences.

Thomas wanted to speak to her privately, but Mr. North's sharp, watchful gaze was fixed on him.

"Ms. Benett, is Mr. North now your subordinate?"

Thomas had seen countless ruthless people in his years working with Gareth.

Mr. North didn't scare him at all, especially with Elisa there.

He had faith that Elisa wouldn't abandon him even if Mr. North wanted to hurt him.

"No," Elisa replied without hesitation.

"You should return to Gareth."

She noticed that Thomas had been talking a lot more lately.

Elisa was not interested in talking about Gareth with Thomas.

However, Thomas shook his head and pleaded, "I can't go back. Ms. Benett, you're sending me to my death if you

make me return now."

"Fine, go meet your end then," Elisa replied sarcastically.

They were talking about Gareth as if he were a monster.

In reality, Gareth was not as cold-blooded as they described.

It was all an exaggeration on Thomas' part.

"Please! Ms. Benett, you can't just let me…"

Die!

Thomas' sentence was cut short as Mr. North grabbed him by the collar with a cruel grip. He lifted him up

effortlessly, as if he were a baby chick, and threw him aside with a violent force.

"As a man, do you not feel ashamed to sulk and whimper like a child? Have you no dignity left?" Mr. North scoffed,

his lip curling in disgust.

Thomas was left speechless by his mocking remark.

He choked on his own spit, his face turning red as he struggled to breathe.

Mr. North shoved Thomas aside before he could say another word, causing Thomas to stumble backward and land

hard on the ground.

Mr. North didn't even spare him a glance as he followed Elisa.

Gareth, on the other hand, was being ridiculed by Mr. Carerra.

"You used ten different types of poison, yet you still couldn't kill me. You had to rely on a casino and a woman to do

your dirty work. What do you have left to offer?"

Mr. Carerra's face twisted in disdain.

His eyes narrowed to slits of contempt as he looked down at Gareth.

Gareth's anger was at a boiling point, but Mr. Carerra's sneering comments only served to fuel his rage.

He could barely contain himself as he trembled in fury.

He marched towards Mr. Carerra and stepped on his neck, silencing his words.

Gareth's eyes flashed with cold fury, and he glared down at his enemy with unblinking hatred.

Shortly after, Gareth pulled Mr. Carerra up to his feet.

The pain from having ten different types of poison coursing through his body was excruciating.

Mr. Carerra was out of breath, his body weak and trembling. Dexter held him up by the hands, but Mr. Carerra's

legs could barely support his weight.

Gareth punched Mr. Carerra in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Mr. Carerra's head hit the wall with a sickening thud.

He had never been treated this way before. He felt humiliated and helpless being forcefully yielded to a hostile

figure.

His hands were tied behind his back, and he was at Gareth's mercy.

If only he was… no, if Elisa hadn't been with Gareth, the casino wouldn't have helped him.

Now, he's being tortured because of it!

"Gareth, it looks like Elisa is now with the casino boss. How could you let such a capable woman slip away?"

Despite blood dripping from his mouth, Mr. Carerra's lips were curled in a cruel smile. He continued to taunt Gareth,

his words filled with spite.