Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 444 He’s A Man, After All 

Feeling that Gilbert was about to get angry, Kisa decided to stay silent and not push the issue any further. She merely smiled and said to him, ” Thanks.” 

Gilbert coldly huffed and furrowed his menacing eyebrows. Kisa faked a smile as she broke loose from his grip,” It’s getting late. I’ll be returning to my room first. You should rest early too.” 

Gilbert chuckled and spoke to her from behind,” Are you only going to treat me decently when you need something from me?” 

He had felt something off when Kisa started treating him so well. Turns out she had something to ask of him. She had been like this from the start. Her kindness toward him had always harbored hidden 

intentions behind it. This was the part of her he hated the most, yet it was the part of her that he was the most helpless against. 

Kisa stopped in her tracks and did not speak. Gilbert then pulled at his tie irritatingly. He leaned back onto the sofa and quietly stared at the maroon tie in his hands. His furrowed brows lightened up a bit in the end. At least she had picked out a tie for him. 

happy, peaceful moments seemed like a passing facade, it had really happened. He let out a sigh of relief and closed his weary

newspaper. Lea had brought it with her and gave it to Kisa. She walked toward the kitchen to see the man who

Lea,” What’s the

her head, “I have no idea either. I was shocked too after

at hand – ‘International superstar Sharon Case spotted looking disheveled at a villa, suspected to have been harassed.’ The huge headline seemed blinding. Below, the headline was accompanied

on to her collar, looking frustrated and angry. Her hair and clothes were a mess. From the looks of the pictures, it seemed like

eyebrows tightly while she thought to herself,

that time yesterday was when Gilbert went to give a surprise to Sharon. What did Gilbert do to her that made her

state.‘ 

and whispered quietly,” Kisa, didn’t Sharon tell us smugly that Mr. Kooper was about to give

into the kitchen and asked in a hushed tone, “Do you think Mr. Kooper might’ve molested