Chapter 1928 Lost In Thought


    Elisa nodded, finally managing to send off the troublesome Gareth.


    As he was leaving, Gareth didn''t forget to warn Mrs. Grayson.


    “I wonder how Old Mrs. Grayson has been feelingtely. Grandma has been constantly talking about


    her, insisting that we must pay her a visit soon.”


    The smile on Mrs. Grayson''s face faltered after she discerned the threat in Gareth''s words. However,


    she swiftly regained herposure. “I shall eagerly await your arrival, then.”


    Gareth didn''t say a word and left the police station.


    After watching the retreating figure of Gareth, Mrs. Grayson blurted out, “Ms. Bt and Mr. Wickam


    seem to get along quite well.”


    It was known to the public that Elisa and Gareth were divorced.


    Elisa felt Mrs. Grayson''s words were harsh, ufortable to hear, and grating to the ears.


    She was no pushover either, retorting sarcastically, “Our rtionship is not as great as yours and Mr.


    Grayson''s.”


    The smile on Mrs. Grayson''s face froze instantly.


    The reason she was there that day was because Paul caused her mistress to suffer a miscarriage after


    kicking thetter.


    Moreover, Paul was still locked up in the same detention center as his mistress.


    To say that they were close was a tant lie.


    Unfazed and seemingly oblivious to any impropriety in her words, Elisa cheerfully asked, “So, where


    should we go?”


    Mrs. Grayson provided an address.


    Thirty minutester, the two of them sat in a nearby coffee shop.


    The music ying in the background was pleasant.


    The waiter came over to take their orders. Elisa ordered atte, while Mrs. Grayson, after a moment of


    hesitation, chose a cup of caffè mocha.


    Once the drinks were served, Mrs. Grayson picked up her caffè mocha and took a sip, seemingly lost


    in thought.


    Elisa fathomed her tricks but chose not to interrupt. She quietly sipped hertte, watching the people


    passing by outside the window.


    Just like that, she quietly watched Mrs. Grayson as thetter put up an act.


    After about two minutes, Mrs. Grayson apologized, “I''m sorry. I was lost in thought.”


    Elisa just smiled, willingly continuing the conversation ording to Mrs. Grayson''s wishes. “Oh?


    What''s on your mind, Mrs. Grayson? You seemed so engrossed in your thoughts.”


    Although Elisa was asking, hernguid voice didn''t reveal a hint of curiosity.


    In other words, she was disinterested.


    Clearly, Mrs. Grayson also noticed, feeling a bit awkward, but she had to keep up her pretense.


    Mrs. Grayson said with a hint of embarrassment, “It''s been quite a while since Ist visited a coffee


    shop. Thest time I was here, I was with Paul. I''m not sure if it''s because the shop has changed, but


    the caffè mocha tastes more bitter than I remember.”


    Mrs. Grayson providad an addrass.


    Thirty minutastar, tha two of tham sat in a naarby coffaa shop.


    Tha music ying in tha background was asant.


    Tha waitar cama ovar to taka thair ordars. Elisa ordarad atta, wh Mrs. Grayson, aftar a momant of


    hasitation, chosa a cup of caffè mocha.


    Onca tha drinks wara sarvad, Mrs. Grayson pickad up har caffè mocha and took a sip, saamingly lost


    in thought.


    Elisa fathomad har tricks but chosa not to intarrupt. Sha quiatly sippad hartta, watching tha pao


    passing by outsida tha window.


    Just lika that, sha quiatly watchad Mrs. Grayson as thattar put up an act.


    Aftar about two minutas, Mrs. Grayson apologizad, “I''m sorry. I was lost in thought.”


    Elisa just smd, willingly continuing tha convarsation ording to Mrs. Grayson''s wishas. “Oh?


    What''s on your mind, Mrs. Grayson? You saamad so angrossad in your thoughts.”


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    Although Elisa was asking, harnguid voica didn''t ravaal a hint of curiosity.


    In othar words, sha was disintarastad.


    arly, Mrs. Grayson also noticad, faaling a bit awkward, but sha had to kaap up har pratansa.


    Mrs. Grayson said with a hint of ambarrassmant, “It''s baan quita a wh sinca Ist visitad a coffaa


    shop. Thast tima I was hara, I was with Paul. I''m not sura if it''s bacausa tha shop has changad, but


    tha caffè mocha tastas mora bittar than I ramambar.”


    Elisa fathomed Mrs. Grayson was nning to y the sympathy card.


    With a slight smile, Elisa remained silent, picking up her cup for another sip and watching Mrs.


    Grayson''s performance with a calm gaze.


    Mrs. Grayson, a woman of worldly experience, showed no signs of annoyance or embarrassment. She


    continued speaking. “You know, it''s been a while since Paul and I have sat down and had a


    conversation like this. Ms. Bt, you''ve been married too. No matter how many mistakes our


    husband makes, he''s still our husband.” Her voice choked with emotion as she spoke, and tears welled


    in her eyes. She nced at Elisa, her eyes filled with intense sorrow. “Don''t you agree, Ms. Bt?”


    Mrs. Grayson''s intention was clear. She was going to see Paul''s matter through to the end.


    Elisa remained silent, simply adding a cube of sugar to Mrs. Grayson''s cup.


    After doing that, Elisa looked at her with a beaming smile.


    “Mrs. Grayson, caffè mocha is naturally bitter. All you need to do is add some sugar to it.”