We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Elisa’s lips curled into a wry smile as she mused, “Ah, I knew these sneaky two must be up to something. So, it turns out this is their little scheme, huh?”

Rochelle timely lifted her wine glass, finding it difficult to articulate her apology. However, she comforted herself with the thought that everything would return to normal after today.

She said, “Ms. Benett, I admit I was immature and foolish back then. Here’s to making amends and hoping we can move past our disagreements. I know you do not hold grudges, so I ask for your forgiveness.”

A faint smile played on Rochelle’s lips as she anticipated Elisa’s impending ordeal tonight. This softened her demeanor, adding a touch of authenticity to her somewhat feigned apology.

Elisa responded with a grin, “Why not? I’m open to it. If you’re keen to return to your previous role at the company, you’d have to go through the hiring process. However, whether you’re rehired relies on your qualifications and abilities—there’s no shortcut.”

Paul and Rochelle’s faces turned long in an instant.

Elisa was well aware they were discussing Rochelle’s reinstatement. However, Elisa made it clear that Rochelle would need to undergo the conventional hiring process.

Did she mean that I have to start from scratch as a junior employee? Would that mean Bella would hold the reins over me? Ridiculous! I won’t stand for their oppression!

As Rochelle teetered on the brink of losing her cool, Paul shot her a warning glance.

and regained her composure. Taking a deep breath, she mustered a somewhat

appreciate the

sneered at Rochelle, brushing

clutched her glass awkwardly as people strolled past, throwing curious

had been a lot of fun for Elisa, but she made sure not to lose control by moderating her drinking

left her line of sight, she wouldn’t touch

why would she even consider accepting a

from both glasses and turned to Elisa. “Is this enough to demonstrate my sincerity and convince you that I

smiled and remained silent. Then, she

caught a whiff of the drug’s faint scent. Elisa mused.

gut to ingest the drugged wine, meaning she had the

tactics; instead, she took a drink with

Paul watched with bated breath as Elisa sipped,

Rochelle, who grinned and said, “Here’s to embracing harmony and starting a new

warmth. Following this, Paul and Rochelle excused themselves. Elisa’s eyes followed their departure, her smile taking a malicious twist. Although Glacier Isle was a prized property, with no homes built there, they would have to head back to the hotel near the pier for