"Not me. I didn't. I didn't. I didn't. It is not true, Gilbert. Let me explain, Gilbert." Kisa sat up in horror, her chest heaving violently, her forehead stained with sweat. She scrambled out of bed, desperate to explain to Gilbert.Lea rushed over and hugged her. "Kisa, where do you want to go? You have just woken up and are still very weak."Hearing Lea's voice, Kisa came to her senses. She looked at the rustic surroundings and was startled. "How did I get here? Those reporters—""You fainted in the Case residence. I brought you back." Lea helped her sit down. "Kisa, you are not well. You need to rest.""You brought me back?" Kisa stared at her with a frown, feeling something was wrong.Lea nodded and said indignantly, "You have obviously fainted, but those people still won't leave you alone. They kept pointing their cameras at you and asking questions. They were trying to drive you to death.""What about Gilbert?""H-He just watched you lying on the ground with cold eyes." S
After something like this happened, she could believe no one now and did not even dare to think any further.Lea was terrified by the scarlet look in her eyes. "Kisa, what's wrong with you?""Did you see Howard when he went up there?"Lea subconsciously shook her head. "I listened to you and hid in that corner. I didn't see Howard go up until Sharon went up with many guests. Not only Howard, but no one else went up there." Lea looked sincere.If what Lea said was true, then Howard and the press had been hiding upstairs from the beginning, waiting for her to appear. In other words, the trap had already been laid. Whether she disguised as a maid or not, and whether Sharon discovered her whereabouts, as long as she wanted to get back her mother's belongings, she would fall into this trap.A chill ran up in her spine as she thought about this. It turned out that no matter what, she was always in the open and the trap was always in the dark.She wrapped her arms around her knees helpl
A dim wall lamp illuminated the room.Gilbert was digging his hands into his pants pockets, standing quietly in front of the window with his back to her, looking a bit lonesome.She wrung her hands as she walked over to him nervously. "Gilbert, w-will you listen to my explanation?"He said nothing. There was only silence in the air.She pursed her lips and whispered, "It was Sharon who set me up. I didn't fool around with Howard. I was in the loft of the Case residence, just trying to get my mother's belongings back."Gilbert finally turned around and looked at her quietly, his look of disappointment and disgust hurting Kisa.She bit her lip, holding back the sadness that swept through her. "The only reason I went to the Case residence and dressed as a maid was to get my mother's belongings back, but Sharon and Anthony had already set this up. They bribed Howard to play the part on purpose. ""What I saw was that he had you pinned down." Gilbert looked at her, his lips curled in
"I'm really curious..." Gilbert bent over, propped both hands on the edge of the bed, and confined her to his arms, "whether I'm really inferior to Howard.""No, it is not..." Kisa shook her head in panic. "Don't listen to the media. There is nothing between me and Howard.""If you had nothing to do with him, would you drag me down again and again just to hype him up?" Gilbert said, suddenly tugging at his tie.Kisa panicked. "Gilbert, what are you doing?""What am I doing?" Gilbert laughed softly, his cold eyes devoid of any sentiment, only mockery. "You set me up and manipulated me five years ago. Now... heh.""No!" Realizing what the man was about to do, she panicked and tried to escape, but was quickly dragged back by her feet. "No, Gilbert!" she hissed, but could only see his cold, mocking eyes of the man on top of her. He really hated her, so much so that he wanted her dead. Their relationship had come to the point of no return.The time was incomparably long. Bruises cover
"That's enough!" Gilbert spoke soberly, his eyes torch-like. " Hold a press conference tomorrow. I will apologize to the media.""Mr. Kooper, how can this be?""There is nothing wrong with that. I don't care if I will be laughed at as long as I can salvage GK Pictures's reputation."Outside the door, Kisa clenched the newspaper in her hands with a ruthless look in her eyes. She was a woman with principle; she would repay those who were kind to her with her life and would give as good as she got to those who cheated her.The north of the city was a remote area with ongoing development, the road condition was bad with few shops opening there. Kisa quietly sat in a window seat in the cafe. The business in the cafe was poor, and there was no one else but her. The soft music did not relax her, as she clenched her phone and stared icily at the cafe door.It did not take long before a man wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses walked briskly. He first raised his eyes and looked around, th
"You really have no intention of trusting me," he said in an icy voice.Kisa snickered. "I trusted you; I chose to trust you from the beginning, but you were too obvious the second time you cooperated with Sharon to set me up," she said with a flash of sadness on her face. "I always thought we were sort of friends. I was willing to give up my life to help you get your role back, but you teamed up with Sharon to set me up. You're the one who failed my trust in you, not me who refused to trust you."There was a touch of emotion and guilt on his face. "Kisa, I—""Did you think you'd get away with colluding with Sharon and Anthony?"Howard was surprised. "You know about Anthony, too?"Kisa shook her head and laughed. "Yes. After these two news incidents, your popularity has gone through the roof and almost everyone knows your name, but how long do you think you can keep that up? When this is over, do you think anyone will remember you? Do you think Gilbert will let you remain in the e
She thought he would stay at the Kooper residence for the next few days. After last night's incident, she could not tell what it was like to see this man again; there were feelings of bitterness, embarrassment, and resentment."M-Mrs. Kooper, you are back."Yesterday's incident was such a big story that her identity was no longer a secret. Even the people in this villa looked at her with strange eyes, and the way they addressed her did not sound right.Gilbert leaned against the cabinet by the window and smoked, not sparing her a glance, as if she was just a stranger.Kisa pursed her lips and walked upstairs. Had she not had to accompany Madalyn, she would not have stayed here. After walking a few steps, Sharon suddenly came out of the washroom and called out joyfully, "Kisa, you're back?"She did not expect to see Sharon here. After a moment of shock, she continued to walk upstairs. She told herself that everything would be over tomorrow, anyway. Whether or not Howard worked with
"You will regret it one day to protect her now.""The thing I regret most in my life is meeting you. Without you, none of the tragedies would have happened." Gilbert stared at her indifferently, his voice calm yet frosty.An emotion surged inside her, and tears blurred her eyes. She grasped the carpet with indignation, her eyes bloodshot. She suddenly let out a self-deprecating laugh. "So did I. All my misfortunes started when I met you.""Is that so?" Gilbert smirked and stopped looking at her, instead pulling Sharon outside.It was not until they drove away in the car that Kisa tried to get up from the floor. Her back hurt like hell from hitting the cabinet, and her body felt as if it was going to fall apart whenever she moved. She gritted her teeth and walked slowly to the coffee table, picked up her mother's ruined notebook, and held it in her arms, then slowly walked upstairs. She trudged forward, not only the dull pain coming from her back but also the familiar pain that floo