Elisa remained silent.

As if struck by a sudden idea, Gareth piped up, "You know... You're only a few years older than Bella. Whenever she's overwhelmed or upset, she lets it out through tears, using them to release her stress. She allows herself to be vulnerable when she needs to. You... don't have to be strong all the time. Just saying..."

Gareth wanted Elisa to know that he was there to support her no matter what.

But ultimately, he couldn't muster the words.

Elisa chuckled, a trace of teasing in her smile, yet it held a captivating beauty.

Beside her, the sunlit waves seemed to hush momentarily, allowing her presence to shine.

"I'm not trying to force down this bitter pill. Honestly, these things don't faze me in the slightest."

With that, Elisa walked away, starting to greet everyone.

One after another, people started boarding the cruise. Almost all were on time by four in the afternoon and had shown up.

Except for Paul and Rochelle.


As Bella emerged from the captain's quarters and navigated through the crowd, she chanced upon Elisa.

She mentioned, "The captain is asking if we could set sail now. If we delay any longer, we might not reach the central island before sunset."

This time, their festivities weren't confined to the ship alone; Elisa had also organized a celebration on a central island.

Embarking after nightfall would carry some risks.

However, if they set sail promptly, Paul wouldn't pass up the opportunity for a snarky comment or two.

Elisa didn't hesitate to decide.

"Let's get going. Also, arrange a small fishing boat for those two. They're welcome to join us; if not, they can find their way there."

Elisa's expression soured, revealing her impatience.

Clearly, Paul was trying to assert his authority by keeping everyone waiting for him. However, his efforts were futile.

Much to Paul and Rochelle's chagrin, the cruise ship had raised its anchor and departed from the dock.

Paul had arrived late, accompanied by Rochelle in a car.

As they watched the ship sail away from a distance, Rochelle couldn't help but voice her annoyance, "Is Elisa deliberately messing with us? Doesn't she know we didn't make it in time for the cruise?!"

Expressing her frustration, Rochelle tugged at the corner of Paul's sleeve, her tone a mix of coy and irritation, "I might tolerate her treating me like this, but not when she treats you like this—I bet that woman is trying to assert her authority and shame us in front of everyone!"

Bella's constant poking had stirred up Paul's innate pettiness, and he was seething with rage.

He quickly dialed Elisa's number.

Getting ready to unleash a wave of complaints, he never expected the call to cut off right after dialing—not a busy signal or a hang-up, just a straight-up disconnection.

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