Chapter 1839 Taking Matter into Her Own Hands


    Elisa barely had a chance to chime in before Beunched into a rapid-fire exnation. Elisa''s


    intuition kicked in—something was definitely off. Maybe that emergency alert had been right all along; it


    wasn''t a mistake—it was real!


    Right then, Luke swiped Be''s phone and switched to speaker mode.


    Elisa''s voice resonated, calm and collected. "Alright,y it on me."


    Be understood that Elisa must have deduced her situation. Relief surged through her, marking this as


    a small triumph.


    She quickly conveyed, "Thetest contract with Magnus Lane? It''s fraught with issues. Could you


    reevaluate it and expedite the submission?"


    On the other end, Elisa furrowed. Magnus Lane? No one by that name was associated with the


    company. In a heartbeat, she understood that Be was probably in danger.


    Drawing aposed breath, Elisa steadied her tone, cautious not to raise any red gs. "No problem.


    I''ll take care of it."


    Tears of happiness shimmered in Be''s eyes, but she swiftly concealed them as Luke locked eyes


    with her.


    Just as she was about to wrap up the conversation, Elisa interjected, "Oh, by the way, weren''t you


    supposed to be knee-deep in cooperation discussions today? How''s that going? When do you think it''ll


    wrap up? Need a ride home?"


    Be''s gaze flicked to Luke at her side; he was looking at her too.


    Before she could respond, Luke swiftly seized the phone and ended the call.


    Then, his fingers danced across the screen,posing and firing off a message.


    Be: ''Hey, Elisa. Apologies. Something came up. I had to cut the call.''


    Before Be could react, Luke propelled her phone out the window, shattering it.


    Elisa received the text on the other end, and a sinking realization hit her—Be''s phone was


    compromised. Be never addressed her as Elisa; it was always Liz.


    Fullyprehending the gravity of the situation, Elisa instructed her team to trace the contract signing


    location, then dialed Gareth''s number.


    At that precise moment, Gareth was likely grounded in a meeting.


    Anxiety started to take hold; Elisa decided to head straight to Gareth''s office. Coincidentally, she ran


    into Thomas, who had just wrapped up his work.


    Noticing Elisa''s hurried demeanor, Thomas quirked an eyebrow and asked, "Everything okay, Ms.


    Bt?"


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    Elisa didn''t borate, simply instructing him, "Take me to Gareth."


    With Thomas leading the way, Elisa encountered no hindrances, arriving at the conference room''s


    door.


    "Ms. Bt, perhaps you should wait in the office. The meeting is nearly done," Thomas suggested.


    Before Thomas could finish, Elisa marched right into the conference room, with Thomas following


    hastily.


    All eyes—over fifty pairs—turned their eyes to the culprit.


    Apologizing to Gareth, Thomas interjected, "I''m sorry, Mr. Wickam. I couldn''t prevent her."


    Fortunately, Gareth''s initially stern expression softened as he caught sight of Elisa, returning to his


    usual demeanor. He waved his hand, signaling for Thomas to make his exit.


    Thomas visibly released a breath of relief and promptly left the conference room.


    Gareth subtly gestured, halting the meeting''s progress as he approached Elisa.


    Once outside the conference room, a flurry of spection buzzed among those remaining about Elisa''s


    unexpected visit.


    "Who could make Mr. Wickam, the workaholic, stop working?"


    "Is she the missus?"


    "Missus? Oh, you must be new here. She''s the boss''s ex-wife, someone Mr. Wickam cares a lot


    about."


    The employee''s realization was palpable.


    Outside the room, Gareth''s expression showed no trace of irritation from the interruption. He simply


    asked, "What''s going on?"