No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1822

Their eyes met in tacit understanding as they both said the name in unison.

"Paul Grayson."

"Paul Grayson."

Gareth let out a sharp laugh, his eyes glinting with amusement. Elisa followed suit, her cheeks turning red.

"This has to be about me," Elisa continued. "When Bella first joined the company, everyone knew that I was the one who brought her in. Initially, she had no potential to be appointed, so I appointed her interim leader. She could have been promoted once she proved herself, but that never happened because Paul kept her in check."

"I'll be proposing for her promotion at the executive meeting tomorrow. It has to go through, no matter what. It'll also be a good time to test Paul and see if he has anything to do with this. If it was him..." Elisa's eyes turned cold as ice before she could finish her sentence. Gareth knew that this wouldn't end well for Paul.

"But," Elisa suddenly changed her tone as she considered other possibilities. "if it wasn't someone from Bayswe, then we'll have to look into the people she knew before coming here."

It immediately made Gareth think of her good-for-nothing ex-fiancé and the w*nch that stole her best friend's husband. The thought of it sent a chill down his spine. How could she have such terrible taste in men?

"Are you thinking that this has to do with her ex-fiancé and the so-called best friend she had? If I remember correctly, they were taken in for questioning for embezzlement. It wasn't a small amount of money. I doubt they would be released so soon."

Elisa nodded her head, but Gareth knew what she was thinking. She must have thought that Bella's ex-fiancé and best friend had broken free from prison illegally.

They might not even get a truthful answer if they asked the correctional officers. And if they sent in a request for visitation, it would most likely be rejected.

"Yes," Gareth replied nonchalantly. "Don't move."

Gareth reached out and gently wiped the dirt off her face.

Gareth's calloused hands brushed against Elisa's soft cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. She wasn't sure if it was from the intimate contact or the sudden chill in the air.

At that moment, she also caught a whiff of tobacco on his breath. Usually, she despised the smell of smoking, but for some reason, it didn't bother her now. In fact, it was strangely intoxicating.

The smell of the tobacco on Gareth was like a cologne that mesmerized her. It made her feel calm and relaxed. It was a smell that belonged uniquely to him, and she didn't hate it.