No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 1863

Chapter 1863 Executing the Plan

Gareth emerged from his bathroom break, realizing he had two options: find a different entrance or navigate the crowd to get back inside.

And then there was this woman taking it upon herself to block the entrance aisle.

Seriously, the nerve!

Rochelle's face turned beet red—not because she was shy, but because she felt utterly mortified.

She wished she could melt into the floor as she revisited her fleeting fantasies from a moment ago.

She lowered her head in a feeble attempt to hide her awkwardness and mumbled, "Sorry," before stepping aside.

Gareth didn't utter a word, but the disdain in his eyes cut like a knife.

Rochelle watched as he made a beeline straight for Elisa.

Even though Elisa wasn't even interacting with him, he stood by her side, silent as a statue.

Seeing that, Rochelle couldn't help but tighten her grip on her wine glass, her eyes smoldering with frustration.

it traveled across the room; somehow, Paul managed

Rochelle shook off her daze, Paul was shooting daggers at her, his

cursed silently, swiftly averting

of letting

at a few company bigwigs, excused himself, red wine

groped her, causing Rochelle

and remarked, "You sly little thing just can't keep your hands to yourself when

coyly, quickly shaking her head before nodding

"Mr. Mazel is so powerful as a

and he admonished, "Then why did you flirt with another man when

shook

chin and tilting her head back, making her down the rest of

everything and projecting

Paul gently wiped off the wine stain from her lips and whispered, "Good girl, don't forget

her eyes shining

Elisa was occupied with networking and

bothered. He sat by himself, observing Elisa and occasionally reminding her to pace herself

well aware

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