He saw Kisa holding to the wall, coughing in pain.Gilbert looked impatient and sneered. "When did you become so frail? I have said it many times; there is really no need to pretend in front of me. It won't work."Kisa quietly wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at him with a forced smile on her pale face. "When did you acquire such a sharp eye that you could tell I'm faking it every time?" Her mockery was obvious.Gilbert snorted and got into the car.Kisa calmed her breathing down and fought back the severe pain in her lungs as she walked over slowly. He started the car as soon as she got in. She was caught off guard and thrown back into the seat, causing her to cough violently. All that filled the cabin was the sound of her coughing.Gilbert was annoyed. He sneered. "That is a realistic cough. Those who are uninformed would think you had a real lung disease."Kisa clenched the hand at her side and tried hard to fight back the tingle in her throat. Her lu
There was a black shirt hanging in the empty closet.Kisa frowned, wondering why there was a black shirt. Judging by its size, it should belong to Gilbert. She took it out.'There were no Gilbert's belongings in this room back then. So when was this shirt brought in here? Did the maid hang it here by mistake?' It baffled her, but she did not harp on it for too long. She just put the shirt on. It was so big that it looked like an oversized dress on her body. And it smelled of tobacco, too.The thought that Gilbert might have worn this shirt before made her feel uncomfortable. But she could only put up with it while she went to see if her old clothes were still in the bedroom. She wondered if Gilbert had sent someone to pack her belongings in the basement. If he had not, she would have no clothes to change into.She opened the bathroom door and hurriedly ran to the closet. As she opened the closet, it was full of her old clothes. It surprised her that none of her previous clothes h
Kisa was shocked, but she still brazened it out. "But you asked me to take care of Andrew. Are you trying to chase me away again?"Gilbert held her down by her bony shoulders, gasping as his eyes landed on the corner of her lifted shirt, where he got a glimpse of her skin underneath.'This damn ugly woman is still so seductive.'He gritted his teeth and stared at her for a long while. He then got up and said coldly, "I'm telling you, since you're here to take care of Andrew, then take care of him sincerely. Otherwise, you will regret it.""Heh, why did you call me here if you were so worried?""You think I want to?" Gilbert pushed her away in disgust. "You'd better do yourself a favor by treating my children with sincere care."With that, he left the room without sparing her another glance.'Do myself a favor?' Kisa let out a sarcastic smile. 'How vicious and unethical does he think I am that I need to do myself a favor?'Not long after Gilbert left, George brought her clothes.
An icy voice of mockery came from overhead."You really can't stop pretending, can you? With such superb acting skills, you should have become an actress instead of just working as an assistant. What a waste of talent."Kisa clenched her fists, trying desperately to keep herself awake. She stood up with difficulty from his arms and beamed at him. "Yeah, it really is a waste of my talent. How about you sign me up under GK?"He found Kisa's pale smile glaring. He found her acting so good that it looked genuine despite knowing it was fake. Had he not already known her malevolent intention, he would have bought into her pretense.Seeing the man's eyes become colder and more disgusted, Kisa fought back the discomfort in her body and smirked. "That's strange. How did you happen to be here? Could it be that you have been guarding me outside the door all night?" She knew that this man could not have guarded her. She said so just to troll him.Gilbert could hear her sarcasm. "Guard you? In
Kisa stopped in her tracks.Gilbert narrowed his eyes and stared at her from behind."He's the one who made you sign that contract, isn't he?" He could not think of anyone else, other than Jensen, who could be so capable.Kisa slowly turned around and looked at him expressionlessly. "Jensen and I have not been in contact for a long time. He didn't make me sign the contract. As for who it was, why should I tell you?" Actually, even Kisa had no idea about the identity of that mysterious person who made her sign the contract. But even if she knew the person, she would not tell Gilbert.After all, that mysterious person was the benefactor who saved her life, while Gilbert was the enemy who attempted to kill her. There was no reason for her to tell her enemy the information of her benefactor.She looked at Gilbert's darkened face and sneered. "Speaking of which, the contract is between Ariella and me. Why are you checking on it?""If I don't check it out, how can I prevent those uns
"Mr. Kooper is coming. He is coming this way."Kisa's heart skipped a beat, and she was so frightened that she almost dropped the lunchbox.'This is obviously the quietest place backstage. Why would Gilbert come here?'She looked up with a pale face and saw Gilbert walking past her, not glancing askance. He made his way to Sharon, who was not far away.'What the hell? Why is Sharon here?'Kisa's dizzy and aching head hurt even more now. She should have known better than to squat here. Good thing Gilbert did not seem to notice her. While secretly celebrating, she suddenly found an extra chicken thigh in her lunchbox. She looked over in surprise and saw Howard's gentle, smiling face."You—""You're too skinny. You need to eat more meat.""No, no, no." Kisa snapped back. She quickly chucked the chicken thigh back into his lunchbox.Howard put it back into her lunchbox and gave Kisa a genuine smile. "Raine, you are really too skinny and fragile. You need to replenish your energy.
"You okay?"Kisa did not dare move a muscle, waiting for Howard to blow the dirt out of her eyes. At this moment, she felt the searing eyes around her. She could not help but give Howard a push. "It is all right. If you can't get it out, forget it.""Don't move. It will be over soon," Howard said, reaching down and gently touching her eyelid. "You see, that is what is stuck to your eye. No wonder you just had a red eye."Kisa felt embarrassed. Her eyes reddened just now because she had a lump in her throat when she recalled the past. But he did have a lint stuck to his finger. So Kisa smiled politely and thanked him. As she was backing away, she was shocked to see Gilbert standing in front of her with a grave face. After secretly calming herself down, she continued to eat the chicken thigh in her lunchbox with her head lowered, pretending not to see him. She thought he would not find trouble with her in public. Indeed, the man said nothing. He just called the director over."Mr. Ko
"Davian, drive."He spelled out the words as she stared at Kisa's angry, stubborn, and pale face.Davian was dilemmatic. "But Miss Becker is still in the way."Gilbert sneered. "Drive, and I will take the blame if anything happens.""But—""One more word of nonsense from you, and you will be out of the job."Davian instantly shut up and glanced at Kisa in a predicament, then closed his eyes and stepped on the gas pedal with gritted teeth. 'This couple really wants to kill each other when they argue. Mrs. Kooper, this is an order from Mr. Kooper. Please don't blame me,' Davian thought to himself. The moment the car lunged forward, he could not help but open his eyes and find Kisa still blocking the front of the car. He screamed in terror as the car was about to hit Kisa. But in the nick of time, someone sprang out and pulled Kisa to the side as the car whizzed. Davian sighed a big sigh of relief. By the time he came out of shock, he had been sweating profusely."Mr. Kooper, M-M