Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1465

As Kisa looked up, she heard the sound of dishes crashing onto the ground, making a sharp and distinct noise. Suddenly, her heart leaped as she saw Peter. But something was different about him. He no longer had the same arrogant and reckless demeanor he used to have. He appeared thinner and worn, with a hint of despair and bitterness on his face.

“You ungrateful son, what’s wrong with you? Can’t you see we have guests?” Mr. Webb Sr. rushed over, taking two steps at a time, and threw a punch at Peter.

Peter shrugged nonchalantly, his gaze skipping over Kisa and Gilbert. With a light chuckle, he said, “Oh, it’s them. They’ve finally arrived.” Then he turned and walked upstairs, exuding a menacing aura that was hard to ignore.

Mr. Webb Sr. was both angry and helpless. He asked a servant beside him, “Why’s he so moody again?”

“He lost his temper at us because his upstairs guest didn’t like the food. As if it’s our fault.”

Kisa furrowed her brow slightly. ‘His upstairs guest? What did that mean?”

Mr. Webb Sr. coughed awkwardly and said, “Never mind, everyone, please get back to work. Butler, please prepare a nice room for our guests.”

Kisa glanced upstairs and felt that something was off about Peter.

was standing nearby smiled and explained, “My younger brother hasn’t been feeling great lately, so I hope

to him? He seemed fine when we were in Calthon,”

the arranged marriage my dad set up for him,

guests to the dining room,” Mr. Webb Sr.

her lips, not

a few extra days here.” Mr. Webb Sr. raised his glass to Gilbert with

exactly what I was thinking, but I

is empty. You can stay here as long as you like,” Mr. Webb Sr. said,

the drink in front of her and said to Mr. Webb Sr., “She doesn’t drink, so I’ll take this one for

it. He just said, “I’m too old for all the sightseeing, but I will have my eldest son take you around

and Kisa said, “Thank you, that would be

Kisa went to the bedroom to rest. The bedroom was on the sunny side of the second floor, and the light was fantastic. Kisa sat

servants trimming the flowers and plants,