Reborn Through Fire

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 798

Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 798

Chapter 798 Punish Her Severely

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 looked like they would get plastered tonight. Those who came

tonight were the crew members, while Adrien, Peter, and Jensen were absent.

“Keep drinking, Kisa. Why are you lying there?” Ariella was so high that she took a bottle of wine and came in front of her. “Come on, drink. We are off tomorrow

anyway, so it is okay to get drunk tonight.”

Kisa was woozy and had double vision when she looked at Ariella. She shook her head. “I can’t drink anymore. I feel terrible.”

“Well then, you rest for a while. I will drink with the rest.

Ariella went back to the others.

Sharon shot a sinister glance at Kisa, a sneer flashing across her face.

As the house was pitch black, Gilbert turned on the light and went straight into Kisa’s room. His face darkened as he turned on the light in the bedroom because he saw the bed was neat with no one in sight. Gilbert put the chicken gnocchi soup on the coffee table and sat down on the couch. He looked at the wall clock and waited silently, grousing in his mind. ‘Heh, since she likes to party, I will bring her to a nightclub and let her have fun all night.‘

When the hour hand pointed to ten, Gilbert became restless. He took out his cell phone and called Kisa again. She did not answer the first few times. When he dialed the last time, her cell phone was switched off. Gilbert slammed the phone on the sofa, thinking with frustration that he would punish her severely when she came back. When the hour hand pointed to eleven, his anger turned into worry. He got up and looked downstairs. It was dark, and no car was coming in. He thought for a while, then grabbed his jacket from the couch and left the house.

“Drink! Come on, shake the dice. I can drink you under the table!” Ariella was extra energetic, and her voice was loud.

Kisa had fallen asleep but was woken up by Ariella’s loud voice. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw the room was dimly lit, with two female artists duetting on a love song while Ariella and a few other female artists were having a drink with the crew and male artists. Kisa shook her head helplessly, thinking to herself, ‘These people have so much stamina.‘ Remembering that she had not returned Gilbert’s message, she took out her cell phone and looked at it, only to find that it was turned off.

She sat up straight and leaned over to say to the director, “You guys have fun. I’m going home now.”

“Why don’t you stay a little longer, Kisa?”

“I can’t. I’m tired and want to go back to rest.”

“Well then, you really can’t hold your liquor. Go home. Maybe I should ask someone…” he glanced around and found that no one could drive her home. After all,

everyone had been drinking. “Why don’t you sleep here? I have booked rooms upstairs.”

“No, I just live nearby. I can just take a taxi back.” In fact, she was afraid that Gilbert would look for her and that he might be sitting in her house with a grim face right now. She could not help but smile when she thought of his glum face. ‘That guy gets angry so easily.‘

As Kisa walked out of the box, Sharon quietly followed

her.