Wanna Remarry Me？No Way!

Chapter 223

But Gareth completely ignored him. Vincent scooted closer to him and whispered in his ears, "Can't you restrain your emotions for a bit? I'm freezing to death here! On top of that, do you want people to think that you're grumpy because you weren't the sole winner of the race?" Gareth's sharp gaze fell on Vincent, who instantly conceded defeat. Raising his hands, he said, "Alright, alright. Just ignore me."

The results were already announced, and the host was enthusiastically proceeding with prize-giving.

Elisa smiled at Carle. "Carle."

Gareth heard her voice, which she had deliberately changed into another tone. Does she have to be so chummy with him? Carle looked over at her. "Yes?"

"Send other people to receive the prize. I'll be heading back first."

It's meaningless to stay here any further, and I don't want to be wherever Gareth is. Not that I'm afraid of him, but it's annoying.

Even though it was a coincidence that he participated in the race himself - simply because he wanted the project - she found it unlucky to be even meeting him here.

Carle's gaze flickered before he asked, "Shall we go, then? Let's have a meal together. I'm sure we are all hungry."

the day! Carle has to buy you a meal!" Rachel replied excitedly, but she almost let slip Elisa's name

Gareth was paying attention, and he

realized that something was odd. It really is

just spoke two syllables, but she quickly changed

pay much attention to their exchange. "Let's go. It'll be just the four of us tonight." Then, he looked at Edward. "Dad, you don't have to worry about us."

nodded with a smile before looking inquisitively at Elisa,

Let's have dinner together." They stood up and smiled

Gareth merely watched impassively as Elisa left without saying anything. Vincent frowned slightly at him, but just as he was about to say something, Gareth suddenly got up. en

suit. "Where are

at them as his gaze

as she seems. I've definitely seen her, but I can't remember when. "Look for Wisteria's information. The more details, the better," he instructed his

skies were getting darker, but the host was still making some speeches that no one was interested in. The audience merely watched the

car, Carle

seat and

"What would you like