No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1471

Chapter 1471 I Deserve to Die!

"You should drink less and take care of your health. Just because you're young doesn't mean you get to be reckless

with your body. Have you considered the consequences for the future?"

Winslow countered immediately upon hearing Gareth's response.

"I understand, Mr. Knowles; I will take note of it next time," Gareth replied, lowering his head.

Initially, he didn't fully grasp the significance of Winslow's words, but three hours later…

At that moment, he came back to report to Winslow.

"Is everything settled on Gareth's end?" Winslow voiced out one of his primary concerns.

With Gareth's departure, no one in Moranta would have the power to sway Elisa any longer.

Naturally, Winslow wanted to keep Elisa away from people like Gareth.

However, for someone like Elisa, who valued relationships, abandoning Gareth was out of the question.

Winslow thought it was wisest to send Gareth away. Gareth was caught off guard when he heard his name being

uttered from the casino owner's lips. He had not realized the casino owner had his eyes on him.

Nonetheless, he kept his act together perfectly. He respectfully nodded and replied, "Yes, sir, everything has been

handled according to your instructions."

"That's good. Now, go and get some rest. Stay by Elisa's side and take care of her after that."

"Yes, sir." Gareth nodded and left the room.

Brie couldn't help but overhear their conversation.

As soon as she got back, Mr. Knowles assigned her the responsibility of taking care of Elisa.

Brie was well aware that the only reason she was assigned to the task was because she was a woman, making her

the most convenient choice.

Mr. Knowles had asked North to take care of Elisa. His intention was clear—he could do with one less female

assistant, but he couldn't be without Elisa.

"Mr. Knowles, may I ask you a question?" Brie slowly approached Winslow and pursed her lips before speaking.

Winslow didn't respond immediately, but his gaze fell on Brie.

Brie understood that as a sign that he was allowing her to speak.

After a brief pause, Brie muttered, "Mr. Knowles, I want to... I am…"

She struggled to replace the right words.

She noticed the hint of confusion in Winslow's calm eyes as he looked at her.

Brie hesitated, unsure if she should proceed with her words.

"When had you become so indecisive, Brie?"

Winslow's tone showed some disdain towards her stalling her words.

Brie's throat tightened.

She knew that Winslow always expected people that worked around him to be clear-cut and straightforward when

talking.

Oh, screw it! Brie thought to herself. She was already prepared to die.

At that moment, Brie decided to honestly express her feelings. If she had to die, she wouldn't have any regrets.

So she pinched the flesh of her palm.

Before she could start, however, Winslow noticed the glint of her gun shining at her waist.

Instantly, Winslow understood everything.

His actions were swift. Before Brie could react, Winslow was already approaching her, and the gun ended up

securely in his hand.

At the next moment, he had removed the magazine. And with unadulterated rage, he threw the gun to the ground.

"Brie, after all these years by my side, all you have learned is using death to escape problems?"

He had given her a second life, but she didn't want it and resorted to death for some mild issues.

Winslow couldn't wrap his head around her actions.

There was only a brief silence, and within that moment, a bitter taste lingered in Brie's throat.

If she had feared death, she would not have reached this point.

She shook her head. "Mr. Knowles, I never thought of using death to escape anything. I have just realized my

mistakes. I shouldn't have done what I did and hurt your niece. I... I've turned everything into a mess. I deserve to

die!"