No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1461

Chapter 1461 Turned On Him

His words cut through Gareth like knives, leaving him feeling wounded and humiliated.

Gareth punched him again, and Mr. Carerra fell to the floor, dazed and bleeding.

"What's the matter, Gareth?" Mr. Carerra asked, his lips curling into a sneer. "Are you angry because you no longer

have a wife to advise you? It's petty to cherish something after they've left."

Men understood each other better than anyone else.

Mr. Carerra overheard their argument, and he knew precisely what Gareth was thinking.

"Shut up!" Gareth yelled.

Gareth grunted coldly, and Mr. Carerra could tell that Gareth was seething with burning fury. He wanted to kill Mr.

Carerra more than ever.

But Mr. Carerra wouldn't keep his mouth shut.

Mr. Carerra laughed derisively, his eyes glinting with malice. He didn't care that Gareth's face was twisted with

anger or that his body was trembling with rage.

"Why should I shut up? Are you getting angry because I'm revealing your deepest secrets? Gareth, if I die, you'll

never be able to leave Moranta. Even if you end up dead, your ashes will stay here."

Mr. Carerra bore his teeth out, like a snake about to strike.

"Really?" Gareth scoffed. His fist was cocked and ready to strike when he felt a cold, metal circle press against the

back of his head.

Gareth knew exactly what it was.

If the person behind him pulled the trigger, his head would explode, and he would be dead on the spot.

"Let go of him and pass me the antidote, or I'll break every limb of your assistant. As for you, do you want a bullet

through your brains?"

The voice was cold and threatening, and it belonged to a woman.

Gareth showed no hint of nervousness at her threat.

"Why don't you try? We'll see if you can break every limb of my assistant and kill me before you save the person

here," he scoffed.

He wasn't afraid of the woman at all.

He remained calm and collected despite knowing what weapon she had pointed at him.

Gareth swiftly locked her wrist and made the weapon drop to the floor with a thud as he spoke.

Mr. Carerra's jaw dropped in disbelief as he watched the man's actions unfold. Gareth's movements were so fast

that the human eye couldn't fully capture them.

He had an uncanny ability to escape from dangerous situations, seemingly unscathed.

Anyone else would be paralyzed with fear, their knees knocking together and their hands shaking uncontrollably. It

would be impossible to quickly disarm the gunman.

When it came to making money, there were only ruthless competitors who would stop at nothing to get ahead.

"Gareth, do you think you're dealing with a lone wolf here?" Mr. Carerra snarled, and a fiendish cackle erupted from

his body. As soon as he said that, his subordinates dragged Thomas in on his knees, forcing him to kneel before

them. The men stood in lines before Mr. Carerra, awaiting his orders.

Unless Gareth was a cold-blooded monster that didn't care about Thomas, he wouldn't…

He wouldn't leave him to die. He had to let Mr. Carerra go today!

"I told you. Without Elisa, the casino wouldn't bother to help you. You're nothing against me. Even if you poisoned

me ten times more, I'll still survive. Don't forget what I'm best at."

Mr. Carerra's face contorted with madness, his smile a menacing leer.

Gareth kept silent; his lips pressed into a thin line. He knew that Mr. Carerra was best at controlling others using

poisons.

He had used his poison to manipulate and control his subordinates for years, but now they had turned on him and

were loyal to Elisa.