Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 263

Chapter 263 He's the Master, We Are His Slaves

"We've been together for a few years now. He is my master, while Mia and I are his slaves."

Kisa was even more shocked. She had never thought that this dazzling man before her could have anything to do with the word "slave."

"Don't worry." Jensen said gently as he touched her hair, "With my understanding of that man, he will not do anything to Mia. After all, if she is in his brother's hand, then she's as good as dead. He won't be that cruel."

Kisa had all sorts of questions in her mind. She felt that the relationship between the two was very complicated.

Seemingly seeing through her doubts, Jensen laughed. "I've experienced many things in foreign lands. If there's a chance, I'll tell you all about them."

"Okay." Kisa nodded solemnly and did not probe any further.

Inside an MPV in the distance, Gilbert was watching the two being intimate with dead set eyes, his heart raging with envy.

Davian gave his gloomy face a glance and cautiously asked, "Do you want to go down and talk to Ma'am... oh no, Ms. Becker. Do you want to go down and say hello to Ms. Becker and Mister Jensen?" "Just drive, damn you!"

Davian was speechless.

'What? Is Mister Gilbert just going to look at Miss Kisa from a distance after waiting here for so long?'

Upon arriving at Calthon, Kohen did not waste any time and immediately found a well-known PR company to organize the banquet.

With his arrival, it could be said that Carolyn's scandal was temporarily suppressed.

She had been hiding at home for close to a week now, and her temper became worse and worse after not going out for a long time.

She looked at the morning paper and was so pissed she smashed all of the glasses on the table to pieces again.

Although the servants had been complaining bitterly about this, they dare not show any displeasure on their faces as they went about cleaning up the mess. "Sharon, Kohen's banquet is tomorrow. Weren't you saying that you want to help me take revenge on that b*tch? Why aren't you making any moves yet?" The newspaper had published the scene of that b*tch picking up Kohen at the airport, and seeing that the latter smiling so brilliantly, she trembled in fury. Sharon sipped her drink nonchalantly, "What are you in a hurry for? The fish is already on the hook, I just need to reel the net in."

"What are you trying to say here?" Carolyn frowned.

"Nothing really." Sharon smiled gleefully. "Also, now is not the time to strike against that b* tch. Just wait a little, a good show is about to happen tomorrow."

"If you put it that way, then Mom wants to join the banquet too," Carolyn said before screaming again in anger, "It's all that b*tch's fault that I cannot go out now. If I have the chance, I'll skin that woman alive!" "So, you're not going to the banquet tomorrow?" Sharon said, looking rather sympathetic.

Carolyn cried, "I too want to go! But with that happening, how would I dare to show my face in an event like that?"

"Just go, what's there to be afraid of? If you don't go, Dad might replace himself a new dance. partner."

"I dare him to do that!" Carolyn snorted.

Sharon then smiled, "Come with me tomorrow then, Mom. In any case, everyone's attention. will be on that Kohen anyway. Also there's a good show happening there so no one will take notice of you. When the time comes, just watch the show with me, and see how that woman falls out from the pretend throne-in-the-sky!"

When she heard Sharon saying that Carolyn called happily and said, "Alright then, Mom will go with you tomorrow!"