Wanna Remarry Me？No Way! novel Chapter 313

He knew that the fellow couldn't let her go but was still pretending that he didn't care.

He wanted to see what Gareth would do next.

Vincent crossed his legs, and there was still a devious smile on his face.

Jeremy looked at Gareth and advised him. "There's nothing that Philip can't do. This person is very bold. Moreover, you and Elisa are divorced. Elisa poses no threat to him."

Vincent smiled. He sat crossed-legged and said leisurely, "That's not necessarily the case. Doesn't Will have his eye on Elisa now? With him around, Mr. Whitford might be afraid and may not dare to do anything to Elisa. I saw the two of them sitting together just now, and he looked quite well-behaved. I'm afraid he might sign the contract willingly this time."

Gareth was dumbfounded.

Seeing him aloof from the start until the end and having an unbelievably dark face, Vincent laughed out loud. "Alright, I was just gossiping with you. Let's continue with our fun. Come on, let's drink. You have to celebrate the fact that I have a girlfriend."

As he spoke, he had already poured out alcohol for Gareth and Jeremy.

Gareth suddenly lifted his eyes and glanced coldly at Vincent.

Vincent's blood froze a little when faced with such a conniving gaze. His brows furrowed slightly. "Why are you looking at me?"

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At this time, on Elisa's end, food was served.

Elisa turned to look at Philip. There was a smile in the corner of his mouth, and his shrewd eyes were filled with deceit. Furthermore, she didn't miss the way he was sizing up her figure from time to time.

Philip said cheerfully, "Have a bite, Ms. Benett. These dishes are pretty good."

Elisa smiled and nodded. She took some food, and it was by her lips when she caught a whiff of a faint scent. She slowly put down her utensils. There was a sliver of a smile in the corner of her mouth. "Mr. Whitford, I was looking for you..."

At that moment, there was discontent in his voice.

Of course, he did his homework when he wanted to conquer this woman. Furthermore, Elisa had such a great reputation. How could he not know?

It was just that the spicier a dish like hers was, the more he couldn't control himself.

He would rather take the risk and get a taste of her.

Elisa smiled. "How could that be? I meant that the contract today could give you a net profit of hundreds of millions, Mr. Whitford."

Philip was a little astonished. "Hundreds of millions?"

Elisa nodded, and she was at ease. "Yes. Should I take the proposal out for you to look at, Mr. Whitford? Once we close our deal today, it wouldn't be too late to eat, would it? We would feel different too. I heard rumors that you aren't a sloppy person and that you know how to differentiate between work and personal matters, Mr. Whitford."