No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 313
Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!
Chapter 313 Differentiate Between Work and Personal Matters He knew that the fellow couldnât let her go but was still pretending that he didnât 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. âThereâs nothing that Philip canât do. This person is very bold. Moreover, you and Elisa are divorced. Elisa poses no threat to him.â
Vincent smiled. He sat crossed-legged and said leisurely, âThatâs not necessarily the case. Doesnât 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. Iâm afraid he might sign the contract willingly this time.â
Gareth was dumbfounded.
Seeing him aloof from the start until the end and having an unbelievably dark face, Vincent laughed out loud. âAlright, I was just gossiping with you. Letâs continue with our fun. Come on, letâs drink. You have to celebrate the fact that I have a girlfriend.â
As he spoke, he had already poured out alcohol for Gareth and Jeremy.
Gareth suddenly lifted his eyes and glanced coldly at Vincent.
Vincentâs blood froze a little when faced with such a conniving gaze. His brows furrowed slightly. âWhy are you looking at me?â
...
At this time, on Elisaâs 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 didnât miss the way he was sizing up her figure from time to time.
Philip said cheerfully, âHave a bite, Ms. Benett. These dishes are pretty good.â
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. âMr. Whitford, I was looking for you...â
âMs. Benett, why donât we eat first?â Mr. Whitford interrupted Elisa again, and there was slight annoyance in his voice.
Elisa narrowed her eyes slightly. âIf Iâm unconscious after eating, wonât this meeting today have been for nothing?â
Philip immediately smiled as he retorted, âWhy would it have been for nothing?â
Spending the night with him wouldnât have been for nothing.
All the women who had been with him had experienced seventh heaven.
They all praised him for his outstanding performance. Elisa would be considered lucky if she could get together with him.
Elisaâs expression was calm as she smiled and looked at Philip. âMr. Whitford, I came here sincerely today. If you donât look at the proposal today, I can assure you that you would suffer a loss of hundreds of millions.â
Philipâs brows wrinkled, and he looked at her immediately. âWhat do you mean by that, Ms. Benett? Donât tell me that youâre working with my enemies to sue my company?â
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 couldnât control himself.
He would rather take the risk and get a taste of her.
Elisa smiled. âHow could that be? I meant that the contract today could give you a net profit of hundreds of millions, Mr.
Whitford.â
Philip was a little astonished. âHundreds of millions?â
Elisa nodded, and she was at ease. âYes. Should I take the proposal out for you to look at, Mr. Whitford? Once we close our deal today, it wouldnât be too late to eat, would it? We would feel different too. I heard rumors that you arenât a sloppy person and that you know how to differentiate between work and personal matters, Mr. Whitford.â