Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 43 Provocations As Kisa dodged in fear, a deep, familiar voice suddenly sounded, causing her heart to shudder. The
voice sounded like Gilbert‘s. She hurriedly looked in the voice‘s direction and saw a tall figure slowly walking out of the dark
corner. ‘He is really in the room.‘ Not only Kisa but almost everyone else in the room was wide–eyed to see Gilbert. Anthony was
an exception. Gilbert was sitting silently in the shadows, so these people did not even notice his presence.
Seeing Gilbert come out, Anthony broke into a smile. He grabbed Kisa‘s waist and deliberately brought her into his arms,
causing her to crash into his wall of muscles, almost knocking her out. She frowned and looked up as Anthony stared at Gilbert
provocatively.
The way Anthony looked at Gilbert puzzled Kisa. She somehow felt that Anthony was using her to get back at Gilbert. But she
doubted that. She did not think she was worthy of being used as a tool to get back at Gilbert. Just then, Gilbert had come over.
She saw his frosty, knife–like eyes and instantly felt wronged because he looked as if he was blaming her for causing trouble.
Anthony smirked at Gilbert and lazily rested his feet on the coffee table. “Since you came, why did you stay in that corner? If
people saw this, they would think that I slighted my guest.”
“It is your home turf today, so it doesn‘t matter where I sit,” Gilbert said, but his eyes were on Kisa, who was uneasy with
Anthony‘s arms around her and Gilbert‘s eyes on her.
She took the opportunity to give up her seat to Gilbert. “Mr. Kooper, please take a seat here. An ugly nobody like me shouldn‘t be
here in your way. I‘d leave.”
Just as she finished speaking, Anthony pulled her into his arms again, and she dropped right into Anthony‘s arms. Seeing that,
Gilbert furrowed his brows subtly. Those women next to the side stared at Kisa with contempt and jealousy. Kisa hastily tried to
get up, but Anthony held her tightly in his arms.
“What are you doing out there? I like it when you sit in my arms.” He then stared playfully at Gilbert.
Gilbert looked calm, and he chuckled. “Your tastes are getting more and more exotic after a few years‘ absence.”
“That is right. I have had enough delicacies, and I want to have some ordinary ones for a change,” Anthony said as he leaned
close to Kisa‘s neck and sniffed, but his eyes were fixed on Gilbert‘s face.
But Gilbert remained calm, which made Anthony rather bored and even a little annoyed. So he sneered, and his hand hovered
around Kisa‘s waist. Kisa recoiled, but the more she struggled, the tighter Anthony‘s hold became.

Gilbert took two puffs of his cigarette in silence. Under the shroud of smoke, he saw Anthony‘s hand straying from the woman‘s
body with increasing abandon, and the woman did not even resist.
‘Heh!’ He puffed out rings of smoke and suddenly chuckled. “You seem to be unable to wait
now, Anthony. I remember that there are guest rooms upstairs. So why don‘t you take this woman up there and get it done?”