Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 143 I Didn’t Pay You Last Night 

Anthony finished, pointed to a figure in the corner, and laughed out loud. As he laughed, the other rich kids followed suit with laughter of mockery 

Gilbert stubbed out his cigarette and slowly stood up. He came out of the shadows with a bitter face. Seeing that, those rich kids were a little scared and stopped laughing. 

Anthony sneered as he dug his hands into his pockets with a foot on the coffee table. He smiled at Gilbert. “How does it feel to be a cuckold?” 

Gilbert looked at him without saying a word. 

Seeing that Gilbert was not angry, and thinking that GK Pictures’s reputation was going to the dogs, the rich kids were emboldened and taunted him along with Anthony. 

“Yeah, your wife is even interested in a male artist. Is she too hungry or are you not good enough?” 

“Actually, if you can’t get it up, you can tell us earlier We can always give you a helping hand. instead of benefiting that male artist.” 

GK Pictures’s CEO. If a random male artist could sleep

BAM! 

on the coffee table, covering his jaw and staring at Gilbert in shock and anger. “H–How dare you hit

took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and said slowly, “Who else has the guts to

all scared. They all shrank back, not daring to say anything. The one who had been hit curled up in a corner, not daring to make a sound, but staring at Anthony expectantly.

he stepped up in front of Gilbert with a playful and

BAM! 

strike of

blood from the corner of his lip with his thumb. He sneered before roaring at Gilbert. “I’ve been wanting to teach you a lesson for

The Kooper residence– 

clang came from downstairs. She frowned and got up to walk outside, holding her back, which was still in dull pain. It was after midnight and dark downstairs. Kisa groped her way downstairs, the smell of alcohol wafting through the air, making her uneasy. She switched on the light in the living room and saw Gilbert leaning drunkenly against the door. His face was covered in blood; apparently, he had been in a fight. He glanced

he was about to fall, Kisa subconsciously went to help him, but he pushed her away.

ended up against the sofa. Gilbert stared at her but laughed

last night How much do you want? If Howard could afford it, I, Gilbert, could pay ten times the price.”