Gilbert furrowed his forehead. "You mean the warden in the women's prison back then?""Yeah." Kisa nodded. "Jensen says someone has seen the warden; he is still alive. I think we should be able to find him soon. By then, we will know the real culprit of that fire."The furrow on Gilbert's brow deepened with a touch of grave concern on his face.Kisa looked at him in perplexity. "What's wrong? Is this bad news?""Of course not. It is just strange that someone who has disappeared for so long is so easy to find. Davian also searched for that warden, but had no clue." Not that he did not believe Jensen; he just thought it was a little weird.Kisa thought he was being too wary. "Jensen has been looking for the warden for a long time. Maybe he just got lucky and found a clue. Besides, he is influential in Raworth and acquainted with Kohen. So if the warden is hiding abroad, Jensen will be the one who can find him."Gilbert was jealous when he heard Kisa praise Jensen. He lowered his he
Jensen lowered his eyes and smiled. "You are really quite ruthless, even toward the daughter of your former lover."Adrien took a drag and narrowed his eyes. "Because she is a disgrace. She shouldn't have even existed.""She and I are a disgrace in your eyes. What about Peter?""Peter?" Adrien stared at him with cold eyes, his tone callous. "You are not in any way comparable to Peter.""Heh!" Jensen scoffed and took a drag on his cigarette, the hazy smoke obscuring all the emotions in his eyes.Adrien grunted, somehow irritated. "Don't worry. You will get your effort's worth in time. When that woman breaks up with Gilbert, she will be yours eventually.""You will never understand what I really want," Jensen said faintly without looking up.Adrien looked at him quietly and indifferently. A while later, he puffed out a ring of smoke. "Not that I don't know what you want. You are just like your mother—the things you want are never practical.""Is that so?" Jensen chuckled slyly.
"No!" Kisa refused. "Your grandma will be suspicious if you spend the night with me. Be good and go back to stay with your grandma."Gilbert struggled internally for a long while. "Okay, but you have to give me a reward.""What reward?" Kisa was puzzled."Figure it out yourself," Gilbert said, ridiculing her as guileless and unromantic in his mind."How about I take you to dinner tomorrow?" Kisa said after thinking for a moment."Do I look like I lack food? Who needs you to buy me dinner?" Gilbert snickered."Then tell me, what reward do you want?" Kisa asked him with a frown, sounding a little impatient."Forget it. I want nothing. Get out of the car." Gilbert got even angrier.Kisa stared speechlessly at his uptight look, thinking, 'His mind is even harder to read than a woman's.' She took her handbag in one hand, pulled the door with the other, and said, "It is you who tells me to get out of the car. Don't get angry after I go."Gilbert pulled his face together and said not
Lea looked at her curiously. "Did I frighten you, Kisa?"Kisa looked around the dim environment and said with a smile, "Anyone would have been frightened when you stood behind me without making a sound."Lea smiled shyly. "I didn't mean to. I wanted to call out to you, but you just looked at that car like you were very absorbed, so I thought better of it." Lea thought of something and suddenly smiled at her. "Is that Mr. Kooper in the car?"Kisa took a long look at her and shook her head. "No, it is not.""Then it is....""It is my boyfriend."Lea was transfixed. "Really? You have a boyfriend?""Yeah, he is an outsider. You know, the impact of a celebrity having a relationship is quite significant. I have been dating him secretly for the past few days, but I'm also afraid of being caught by the paparazzi. So, can you keep this a secret for me?""Sure." Lea nodded vigorously.Kisa smiled at her and asked, "By the way, why did you come to see me so late?""I have been here sinc
"I'm off," Kisa said. Gilbert was upset at hearing that. But before he could say anything, she added. "I have long been off since four in the afternoon."Gilbert glanced up at the wall clock; it was a quarter to nine. He sneered and said, "Why didn't you have time to return my messages when you finished work so early? And it has been a whole day, and you didn't bother calling me."Kisa had just walked to a quiet corner and talked to Gilbert on the phone when Ariella came after her. "Kisa, come on. Let's go sing. Everyone is waiting for you.""Okay, you go ahead. I will be right there.""No, if you don't go, they are going to ask me to drink. Come on, let's go," Ariella said and tugged on her arm.Gilbert had lost his impatience. "Where are you? What's all that noise? Why don't I come and get you?""No, no, no. I'm hanging out with the crew at a karaoke bar. That is all for now. I have to go over there right now. Talk to you later."Kisa hung up and sounded so hurried. Gilbert wa
Kisa once tasted chicken gnocchi soup at the Kooper residence when she was young. Ever since then, whenever she went to the Kooper residence, she craved their chicken gnocchi soup. And at that time, Gilbert would ask the maid to make chicken gnocchi soup every day, and over time, Grandma thought he liked it. But in reality, he did not like chicken gnocchi soup at all, but only because Kisa liked it. Gilbert snapped back from the memories and put the lid on the thermos bowl.Madalyn saw this and asked, "What's wrong? Does it not taste good?""No. I will drink it later.""Later?" Madalyn frowned in displeasure. "Aren't you going home with me?""I still have something to do. You and George go home and rest early."Madalyn looked at Davian suspiciously."Yeah, we have been very busy lately, and there are many things to do every day. We have been preparing for a trip to Athadale for the past few days. In three days, Mr. Kooper will go to Athadale for a few days on business."Hearing
Earlier, Kisa at least answered the phone, though only after a long while. But this time, Gilbert had dialed twice in a row, and she still did not pick up the phone. The temper he had fought so hard to suppress earlier flared up again. He tucked away his phone and headed for the apartment building with the chicken gnocchi soup. 'She had better be back!' he said in his mind.Inside a luxury karaoke bar in the city center, Kisa was tipsy after having a few glasses of drink. Ariella, who was a good drinker and had been having a drinking challenge with others, was still full of vim and vigor. Kisa felt lightheaded and was resting on the couch. The atmosphere in the box was very high and lively, with the sound of people's happy yodeling and the sweet singing of several female artists.As the shooting had gone smoothly for a few days in a row, the director was happy and treated everyone to a fun night. He even vowed to give everyone a day off tomorrow. So, they were all so happy, and it lo
Once out of the karaoke bar, the cool breeze sobered Kisa up quite a bit. After all, she had not drunk too much and had rested in the box for quite a while earlier, so she was pretty sober now. Just that her head still hurt. She took out a wet tissue, wiped her face, and then walked to the curb to wait for a taxi. There was always a supply of taxis in front of the karaoke bar. But she was unlucky today, as several taxis had just left when she came out. So she had to wait again."Hey, hottie." Someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder in a frivolous manner.Kisa frowned as a wave of disgust flushed through her. She moved a few steps away and turned around, only to see a gangster-like guy smiling at her with lewd eyes."Hottie, are you waiting for a taxi? Where are you going? How about a ride from me?"Wearing a hat and a mask, Kisa ignored the guy and just looked down the street again. Only this time, there were still no taxis coming. Worried about what the guy might do to her, sh