No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1959

Chapter 1959 Suspicion

Elisa lay on the ground while biting her lip, no longer resisting. It seemed as if she had resigned herself to fate.

In truth, she was completely depleted of strength to resist.

This was the first reason.

The second reason was that she had spotted the jade ring on Hannah's thumb earlier.

As soon as Elisa got there, she noticed that Hannah was constantly fiddling with her own jade ring in a subtle way.

Elisa couldn't be more familiar with the ring.

It was the same one she received from Mrs. Kella before leaving the small fishing village.

She and Gareth each had one, as they were a pair of matching rings.

The two of them rarely wore the rings on a regular basis, for they were more like keepsakes. After all, they were

made of jade and incredibly fragile.

Gareth must have made this woman wear it on purpose to let me know about these people's identities.

That jade ring was exclusively handcrafted from white jade.

Seeing that pristine jade, coupled with the traces of man-made carving, Elisa was certain she would not mistake it.

Additionally, Hannah's somewhat off behavior made Elisa even more certain that the woman worked for Gareth.

Only then did Elisa realize why she felt something was amiss. That was because this so-called Hannah seemed to be

putting on quite an act.

The act wasn't about her being pretentious but about her striving to grasp the feeling of being in a position of

power and importance.

It simply felt too excessive, akin to how a child put on an adult's shoes.

Not only that, but she also didn't really act or speak like someone from Moranta. Instead, she appeared more like a

person from one of their local minority ethnic groups.

The two ethnic cultures shared a common lineage, yet each had evolved in its own unique way.

Since Elisa could tell, Mr. Carrerra naturally could, too.

Compliantly, Elisa allowed the others to pick her up from the ground.

She placed her hand on that person's shoulder, whispering into his ear, “Let's quickly leave lest we get called back.”

“Hannah” also let out a nearly imperceptible sigh of relief.

Sure enough, just as they were about to leave, they were stopped by Mr. Carrerra.

“Hold on.”

“Hannah” practically felt a chill run down her spine. She turned around stiffly to face him and asked with a forced

smile, “Do you have any other questions, Mr. Carrerra?”

The person holding Elisa was about to turn around as well, but she didn't let him.

Weakly, she ordered, “Seize the opportunity and dash out when the time comes.”

Those kicks from Mr. Carrerra's men just now definitely came with resentment from personal grudges.

They hadn't held back at all, as if wishing they could kick her to death there and then.

As such, even breathing hurts for Elisa.

Mr. Carrerra didn't confront them straightforwardly, proving he also likely suspected Hannah's identity.

Thus, tentatively, he said, “Hannah, I really like that bracelet on your arm. I wonder if you could take it off and let

me have a look?”

Thank goodness. The fact that he isn't confronting us outrightly means he's not entirely sure. It's not yet time to

reveal my identity.

“Hannah” breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. “Surely you're not

unaware of our customs, Mr. Carrerra? This bracelet is only shown to the one a woman loves. What you're asking is

rather ill-mannered.”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Carrerra didn't say a word, his expression somber.

After a good while, he chuckled lowly. “You're right.”

It seemed they had perilously passed this challenge.

As “Hannah” was about to leave with her group, she was stopped once again just before reaching the door.

Mr. Carrerra asked, “Hannah, how much money did we agree on? I seem to have forgotten all of a sudden.”

A pang of unease struck Elisa's heart. If what happened earlier was a subtle test, then what was happening now

was blatant distrust.