The grand beachfront lawn of Solaria Bay Resrot was transformed into a festive paradise. Strings of warm fairy lights hung from palm tree to palm tree, casting a golden glow over woven bamboo tables, flower arrangements, and an open air stage equipped with with high end karaoke machine. The resort had hosted an exclusive team building dinner for the executive staff and department heads, complete with traditional Filipino games, overflowing buffet tables, and endless free flowimg cocktails.
Because Jen and Thomas were still strictly keeping their relationship a secret to protect Gioia from cooperate threats in Boston, they maintained their polished, professional distance. As co-heads of operations, they sat at opposite ends of the head table.
Jen wore a subtle, flattering emerald green dr
