No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 138
Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!
Chapter 138 Maintain the Image Linda was hopping mad. âNow that she has said those words to the reporters, my plan to marry Gareth is ruined!â
Rose too wore a sullen expression as she had not expected Elisa to make such a move. It was only then did she realize she had shot herself in the foot!
In the past, Linda had always given the public an impression of a selfless, kind woman. But now that Elisa made such an announcement to the media, she would be a known home-wrecker once she married Gareth.
âCalm down, Linda. There are still other ways.â
Linda clenched her fists resentfully with a darkened face. She hadnât been this flustered!
âShe must have purposely lured the reporters there!â Rose added.
Linda looked at Rose and asked, âMom, did you say there are other ways?â
Rose sighed and answered, âThe only way now is to get the Wickam family to clarify the situation and explain the reason for you marrying Gareth. Since Elisa has built this âgoodâ image for you, you have to maintain it.â
Her eyes filled with intense irritation, Linda was dying to tear Elisa into pieces.
She took a deep breath and blurted, âNow, we can only seize the opportunity during Old Madam Wickamâs birthday banquet.â
âHave you prepared the gift?â
Linda bit her lips. âYes. I know her preference, and the gift is extremely luxurious, so sheâll most probably like it.â
Rose was relieved. âThatâs good. I trust your decision. Make sure to perform well at the banquet.â
Linda nodded and said nothing else.
With that, the silence in the room was restored.
Meanwhile, the incident today had quickly spread across the internet.
Vincent too saw the news, and he instantly burst into laughter. Since when did Elisa become this âgenerousâ?
However, he realized ever since Elisa became generous and gave up voluntarily, Gareth had been down in the dumps.
Without hesitating, he quickly drove to Garethâs place to glean information from him.
Vincentâs fingerprint was registered in the security system at Garethâs place, so he could easily access his house.
He smiled when he saw Garethâs shoes on the shoe rack. After changing into a pair of indoor slippers, he headed to Garethâs study room.
Vincent knocked on the door and asked, âHey, are you in there?â
âCome in.â Garethâs voice was as cold as ice.
The excited Vincent entered the room with his phone in his hand. Seeing that Gareth was working on piles of documents, he giggled. âI can tell youâre swamped with work. I bet you havenât seen the news online.â
Gareth darted a glance at Vincent. âWhat are you trying to say?â
âLet me show you a clip from an interview,â Vincent said while clicking into Twitter through his phone. Perceiving Garethâs uninterested look, he added, âItâs an interview with your ex-wife.â
Garethâs hand stopped midair as he lifted his head subconsciously and looked toward Vincentâs phone.
The interview was played on the phone.
Elisaâs face was recorded clearly in the video. Garethâs face darkened all of a sudden when he noticed the stout middle-aged man who stood behind Elisa.
Before he could figure out what was going on, the voice of a reporter came forth. âMiss Benett, rumors say that you got together with Mr. Darcey after your divorce with Mr. Wickam. May I ask if youâre going to marry Mr. Darcey?â