Chapter 687 I’ve Got an Idea

“You clearly weren’t like that on Kerrona Hill. You said you believed in me and that I had nothing to do with that fire.”

“Yeah.” Kisa nodded her head and chewed her bread with a perfunctory look.

Gilbert was fuming, frowning at her. “What the hell do you mean?”

on it?” Kisa stared at him, puzzled by his reaction, thinking he was angry for

do now, you will never change your mind about me, and you will

this for no good reason?” Kisa felt his emotions were a bit too erratic, and she could not stand

the car went through some bumpy road surfaces, the broth in the cup swirled and looked as if it was going to spill from the cup at any time. So Kisa put the cup into a plastic bag and tied it, then leaned back in her seat to fake being asleep. ‘What a good cup of instant noodles! But he has ruined it.‘ She was still feeling sorry for her cup of noodles, which she had only taken a couple of

yet, but the festive atmosphere was apparent. The streets were lined with stalls selling trinkets and filled with pedestrians. In front of a few stores was a

looked

it freed her from anxiety. Many bakeries were selling appetizing pastries near the bus station. Kisa already got a little

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