Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 796

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 796

Chapter 796 Lying With a Straight Face

“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 was blue in the face at hearing the disconnection tone. ‘She has time to sing with the crew but no time to reply to my text

messages! Good, very good!‘

Seeing Gilbert’s face get even darker than before, Davian rubbed his nose and regretted suggesting Gilbert make this call. “Mr. Kooper, if there is nothing else, I–I will leave now. Besides, it is getting late; you should go home early and rest,” he said cautiously,

“Come back!”

He was just about to go out when Gilbert stopped him. Davian turned around with a sobbing face. “What else can I do for you, Mr. Kooper?”

“Have you made arrangements for the trip to Athadale in three days?”

“It has been arranged, but…” Davian was confused, “it is just a small client this time; you can just ask the regional manager to meet with him. There is no need for you to go there personally. It doesn’t look too good for someone with a stature like you to go that far to meet a small client.

“No!” Gilbert stared at the phone screen that had dimmed and hummed. “I have to go.”

Davian did not dare to say anything else at seeing Gilbert’s ghastly face. Just then, footsteps came from outside the CEO’s office. Davian frowned in puzzlement. ” Who could it be coming at this hour? Didn’t everyone in the office leave?” While speaking, he was about to head out to see who was coming when he saw Madalyn walking

in with George’s help.

Gilbert put down the phone, his face instantly regained his usual composure, and he got up to greet Madalyn. What are you doing here at this late hour? Aren’t Andrew and Ada still at home?”

“The two children have gone to bed. There are maids in the house,” Madalyn said, sitting aside and glancing around.

Gilbert knew what she was up to and said self-

deprecatingly, “Don’t worry, Grandma. Kisa hasn’t been here, and I have had no contact with her in the last few days.”

Davian looked at him, thinking, ‘If anyone wants to lie, they should lie like Mr. Kooper with a straight face.‘

Madalyn pulled back her eyes and said with a smile, Come on, I’m not here to check up on you but to see you. I’m worried that you might overwork yourself as you are always working overtime these days. Look, I have brought you your favorite chicken gnocchi soup.”

George immediately put the chicken gnocchi soup on Gilbert’s desk and said to him respectfully, “Mr. Kooper, drink it while it is still warm.

Gilbert smiled at Madalyn. “You are still the person who treats me the best.”

“You are my most beloved grandson; treating you well is,

of course, a must. Everything I do is for you.

Gilbert opened the thermos bowl and scooped a spoonful

of chicken gnocchi soup. The familiar aroma instantly evoked his distant memories.