No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 532
Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!
Chapter 532 At the same time, Linda was in a car with her chauffeur. She looked stared absent-mindedly at the towering skyscrapers. A phone notification caused her to return her attention to the present. Her demeanor changed when she noticed a notification of an email with audio recording files within.She practically yanked her earphones out of her Chanel bag and plugged them into the device. To her anguish, it was the recording of her prior conversation with Elisa.You two-faced b*tch! You swore there was no recording!Why did I trust that a**hole?Iâm going to kill her!She was more angered after reading the message that came with it.The passage was written very clearly.âFear for your reputation if you attempt to attack the two of us again. The entire world will be made aware of your hypocrisy. Your name will be tarnished.âLinda cried in rage.The driver, startled, applied the brakes and looked in the rearview mirror at his passenger. The woman in the backseat sported a furious look.âMiss Linda. Whatâs the matter?âLinda collected herself, inhaled deeply, leaned back against the chair, and shut her eyes.âIâm fine,â she admitted in exhaustion. âYou keep driving.âThe driver didnât dare to say anything. He nodded and continued his driving.Linda couldnât even tell her parents about this when she got home. I would be handing my ass in humiliation.Her mother had pleaded with her to exercise common sense and avoid mishaps, but she refused to do so and confronted Elisa. Even yet, she wished for reconciliation with Elisa. Looking back, Linda could only think that she was foolish to have done such a thing. Iâm such a moron!
...For Elisa, everything appeared to be peaceful for three days in succession.Norman Benett and Rose Meek both intended to halt as a result of Elisaâs episode. Linda was forced into a stalemate, so naturally, they were undisturbed for now.Every day, Linda fretted and checked her social media accounts to see whether there were any signs of leaked recordings. When there were none, she could let out a sigh of relief. This occurred daily and soon became a dreaded daily routine for her. What would my Garry do?Did Elisa send the recording to Garry?She must have! That petty b*tch!The three of them were seated on the living room sofa in the evening, having just concluded dinner.Originally it was just to rest after eating, but Normanâs cell phone suddenly rang. The anxious mother and daughter looked one after another. Intuitively, they knew who was on the other line.Norman absent-mindedly checked his phone. âWait, why is Old Mr. Wickam calling me?âThe two of them donât typically interact. Therefore Darren was not required to step forward to talk business. Why is he calling?In an instant, Linda drew a big breath; worry and fear filled her features.This is it.Rose was less agitated than Linda; she was able to compose herself. âAnswer the phone and find out his intentions,â she said, casting a little scowl.Norman sighed and nodded. He picked up the phone, âEvening, Old Mr. Wickam. Whatâs the matter? Do you wish to request something from me?â