Chapter 824 How'd You Know It Was Me?

Gilbert looked down at her flat stomach and grinned. "Mm? Are you hungry?"

"I didn't eat anything at the ball just now." Kisa looked away, a little embarrassed; her stomach was growling loudly. Rumble, rumble.

Gilbert smiled and pulled her up as he said, "Come on. I'll take you out for some food."

"Right now?" Kisa looked outside. "It's so late; is anything open at this hour of the night?"

"We can go look," Gilbert replied.

"But... I'm scared of the person that your grandma sent..."

"There's no need to be afraid. That person probably thinks I'm still sleeping in my room." Gilbert smiled and proceeded to put on his hat and mask. "I'll wait for you downstairs. Go get ready and come down after you're done, okay?" Kisa nodded, wanting to grab some supper.

Kisa had brought several sets of clothes on this trip. She picked out a hoodie and put it on. She then tied her hair into two braids, put on a mask, and pulled the hood of her sweatshirt onto her head. After that, Kisa looked into the mirror. The only thing visible from her look was her eyes; it was impossible for others to tell who she was.

The night air was a little chilly, but it was not cold. Kisa put one of her hands into the pocket of her hoodie while she held her phone in her other hand, looking around at the entrance. She did not know where Gilbert was hiding, waiting for her. She looked around for a minute or so but still did not see the man.

Just as she was about to call him, a taxi appeared in front of her. Kisa froze for a moment, bent over, and looked into the car. "What are you looking at? Come in," the man in the backseat of the taxi chuckled. Kisa recognized it as Gilbert's voice.

She quickly got into the vehicle.

"How'd you know it was me?"

She had stared at the mirror for a long time before she came downstairs. No one could have recognized her fully covered look, especially since it was dark out.

Gilbert took her cold hand and held it in his palm. "No matter what you become, I'll always recognize you," he said with a smile.

The man's hand was warm. Kisa's hands quickly heated up in his palm, so much so that the warmth spread all the way into her heart. She never thought that Gilbert Chapter 824 How d You Know It Was Me'

could be so gentle and considerate toward her. It was something she had never even dared to dream about. But now that it is happening, Kisa inevitably felt that it was unreal, like a memorable dream.

As soon as they left the hotel, there was a knock on Gilbert's door. James boldly knocked on the door several times. After a long time, the door slowly opened. The lights in the room were not turned on, and there was only a faint yellow light on in the corridor.

The dim light could not clearly illuminate the face of the person who opened the door. Furthermore, the person who opened the door had his head lowered, his bangs covering his forehead. The person then covered his mouth with his hand as he yawned, covering up most of his face.

James stood outside the door, trembling. "Mr. Kooper? Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you something to eat?"

"You woke me up at three in the morning just to ask me if I was hungry? Are you crazy? Get lost!" The man growled sullenly, closing the door behind him.

James was so frightened that he froze. After quite some time, he let out a sigh of relief. He turned around and walked into his room, taking out his phone to call Madalyn. "Don't worry, Mrs. Kooper Sr. Mr. Kooper is sleeping soundly right here at

the hotel."

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"No, he didn't meet up with Ms. Becker. The two didn't even say hello."

"Alright. Don't worry. I will take good care of Mr. Kooper."

In Gilbert's room, Kelvin leaned against the door with a gloomy expression on his

face. He quickly took out his phone and angrily dialed a number.

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