Bella's hands trembled as she approached to sign the contract, like leaves quivering in the wind. Even after clutching the official document, a feeling of light-headedness lingered.
It took a moment for Bella to realize the urge to share this moment of joy and accomplishment with Elisa.
However, as she looked around, Elisa was nowhere to be seen.
Bella was perplexed and promptly dispatched her colleagues to locate Elisa.
Simultaneously, Elisa had just exited the restroom, wiping her hands and casting her gaze downwards. Just as a shadow loomed over her, she looked up too late and collided with a solid wall.
"Ouch!"
Elisa winced, stepping back and rubbing her throbbing forehead. Then, she met the eyes of the person standing before her—none other than Gareth.
Gareth stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at her indifferently.
Elisa's eyes were drawn to his lips.
"What? Not even a thank-you?" Gareth quipped a playful note in his voice.
Watching his lips move as he talked, she couldn't help but recall the kiss they'd shared a couple of weeks ago.
Taking a small step back, she put some distance between them and regarded Gareth cautiously. He seemed to be jesting, but his expression lacked a smile.
Keeping her silence, she held his gaze as if contemplating something.
Eventually, she broke the quiet, "Thanks, Mr. Wickam."
As those words hung there, she turned to leave, but a hand got in her way.
It was a hand with distinct knuckles. Following the arm upward, Elisa met the gaze of the person it belonged to, who gave her a playful grin.
There was a hint of disappointment on his face, his brows slightly furrowing. "That's it? I did quite a favor for your company, and you're just going to breeze past it with a casual thank you?"
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