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.

over her face, and it

shooting daggers at her, his gaze

cursed silently, swiftly averting her

no intention of letting

bigwigs, excused himself, red

causing Rochelle

little thing just can't keep your hands to yourself when I'm away. Am I not satisfying enough

her head before nodding

"Mr. Mazel is so powerful as

second, his expression turned severe, and he admonished, "Then why did you flirt

frantically shook her

back, making her down the rest of the red wine in one gulp—his way of asserting

swallowing everything and projecting

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

her eyes

occupied with networking and giving a toast, leaving

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

Rochelle were well aware

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