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Chapter 1855 | Want to Go Too The crowd murmured as all eyes turned toward her.
Elisa gave an elusive smile and suggested, "How about a celebratory banquet? But I'll be the host this time, and we'll have it on a yacht. After all, this achievement goes beyond just our project department; other departments, including top executives, have also worked hard for several late nights.” There were no objections.
Bella blushed and sheepishly said, "I apologize for not thinking it through. Indeed, everyone has worked hard during this time." Elisa smiled and replied, "Alright, everyone, let's get ready!" The crowd dispersed with palpable excitement and reverberating cheers.
Bella, Elisa, and Gareth were the only ones remaining, but Gareth had been previously pushed aside.
At that moment, Bella noticed Gareth and exclaimed, "Cousin!" Gareth, who had been overlooked all along, gazed intently at Elisa and said, "I've decided on my reward." Elisa looked at him with soft eyes, prompting him to continue.
"I want... to join your celebration banquet.” Elisa's brow furrowed, and her stomach churned at the thought of him joining.
After all, having outsiders at the company's celebration banquet might not be appropriate.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Elisa hesitated, Gareth exasperatedly continued, "You talked about thanking me, but now you won't letattend the celebration banquet. Sigh." Bella added her support to his request.
"Ms. Benett, Mr. Wickham also played a crucial role in our success, right? So, why not extend an invitation to Mr. Wickham as well?" Since they put it that way, she had no room for refusal.
Eventually, she gave in and agreed.
A grin spread across Gareth's face as he was finally invited to the banquet.
Elisa felt as if she had fallen into a web of his mischiefs.
And thus, the matter was finally settled.
The celebration banquet was set for three days later, on Saturday at four in the afternoon, aboard the luxurious Princess Cruise.
Elisa was momentarily dazed by the guest list Bella had handed her.
There it was—Paul Grayson.
It was a surprise that Mr. Grayson was also going to attend.
As the departments were busy with their tallies, the unfortunate oversight of not including Mr. Grayson led to a considerable outburst of anger.
Mr. Grayson had never attended such a celebratory banquet, so no one bothered to extend an invitation to him.
Yet there he was, standing in front of the cruise entrance.
Bella stood frozen, her voice caught in her throat, but she finally mustered her courage and announced firmly, "This is a banquet to celebrate hard work and gratitude. However, Mr. Grayson seems to be not on the guest list." In truth, Bella wanted to say that Mr. Grayson did not deserve to be here.
However, Elisa would not tolerate any unfavorable comments about the higher-ups. She firmly believed in leading by example and fostering a positive work environment.
Elisa lightly tapped the tabletop with her fingers, taking a moment to decide.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe closed the list and set it aside.
"Let him cif he wants to. It's not a big deal," Elisa said.
Bella pouted and murmured, "The key issue is that it's not just one person; he also wants to bring Rochelle along.” Elisa heard her but didn't change her decision.
Upon seeing this, Bella gathered and discussed the list with the cruise organizers.
After Bella left, Elisa's thoughts wondered as her fingers paused typing on the keyboard.
She hesitated momentarily, then picked up her phone, carefully scrolling through her contacts.
In the message conversation, the last message was from a few days ago when Gareth had asked her what tshe would get off work.
However, Elisa hadn't replied to that message.
Elisa hesitated, her fingers hovered over the keyboard. Just then, her phone buzzed softly.