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One hour later, Elisa was still breaching Wickam Group, and no one had stopped her.
Her doorbell suddenly rang.
Elisa was startled and slightly surprised. She immediately tapped on her keyboard and secured what
she had before she got up and walked to the door.
She was a little astonished. Who would come so late at night?
She was struggling and wondering if it was Carle…
She had chatted with Carle for a while today, and she wasn’t overly enthusiastic as she gave him one-
word replies.
However…
When she walked to the door and saw that the visitor was Gareth, her expression immediately turned
nasty.
She couldn’t attend to so much. She returned to her computer at once and handled everything quickly.
The desktop resumed its usual appearance, and she turned off the display screen.
The doorbell was still ringing. Elisa walked to the door again and opened it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Why are you here so late at night?”
This time, Elisa was surprised because Gareth didn’t knock on the door loudly.
But she sized Gareth up with a cold and deep gaze. She wasn’t as flustered as she had been
previously, but she felt sheepish for some reason.
Did Gareth find out that it was her?
But…
She hadn’t shown her face at the time, and it was only for a split second. Could he have found out that
it was her?
If he hadn’t found out, his company’s confidential information would have been breached. Why was he
looking for her instead of keeping watch at the company?
A cold expression streaked across a deep part of her eyes, but she didn’t say anything.
Gareth didn’t care if Elisa stepped aside. He made his way in, and he took in the scent of her and her
house. For some reason, the irritation he felt seemed to have been subdued by the sweet scent.
Elisa didn’t say anything, and she closed the door.
Gareth didn’t walk to Elisa’s computer. Instead, he walked to the couch and sat down as his gaze fell
on her.
“Are you helping Norman? Do you want revenge?”
Elisa’s eyes flashed slightly. As expected, he found out.
He gave up stopping her and came to look for her instead. What else could she say?
Elisa walked to the other end of the couch and sat down. “Since you’ve found out, I’m letting you know
that I won’t do anything to Wickam Group. I’ll stop on the nineteenth level.”
It’s really her!
Gareth’s gaze froze over for a split second.
He had felt that the figure resembled her, and he could recognize the small red mole on her arm that
had flashed across the screen.
But…
When Elisa admitted it, he felt inexpressible shock!
She…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow can it be her?!
How can Elisa be one of The Three Musketeers!
“You’re Black-Eyed Susan.”
The Three Musketeers consisted of two men and one woman. Everyone knew this, but no one knew
their actual identities.
Black-Eyed Susan.
It was Elisa’s pseudonym in The Three Musketeers.
The Black-Eyed Susan is a flower with yellow petals and a dark center. Its common name is Black-
Eyed Susan because of the dark center in the middle, but it has little to do with the meaning of the
flower. The flower symbolizes justice, fairness, truth, and differentiating right from wrong. It looks like a
sunflower and grows upright in the direction of the sun, symbolizing integrity, duty, as well as good
conduct.
The Black-Eyed Susan is unusual and has a pretty stance. It is unique and has its beauty. It also
exemplifies extraordinary love, whereby people can use the flower to express their feelings and
articulate their thoughts.
The flower also embodies peace, nobility, elegance, and high moral integrity with its persistence.
Elisa didn’t say anything, but her silence meant her indirect admission.