Chapter 208 There’s Not Much Time Left
Kisa ran out of the restaurant and hid behind the bushes. Through the gaps in the bushes, she saw Gilbert catch up with her. His face had anger, hatred, and a hint of resignation.
Kisa clutched her hands, her heart filled with pain. ‘He’ll always hate me no matter where I am, or if I died or not. His hatred was like a never resolving knot.‘
“Mr. Kooper, what’s wrong?” Davian rushed out and looked at Gilbert worried. ‘Ever since we been here, Mr. Kooper seems to have lost his head. Was it something he saw that made him this way?‘
“I saw Kisa,” Gilbert looked around the surroundings, searching for her. The thought of Kisa avoiding him on purpose made him annoyed and resentful.
Davian was not convinced. “You must have got the wrong person, why would Mrs. Kooper be here?”
“No, I’m sure of it. This is the only possible place she’ll be,” Gilbert said with certainty. Davian could not understand him. ‘Why would this place be the only possible place Mrs. Kooper be?‘ Davian was going to ask a few more questions when Gilbert clenched his hands and smiled eerily. “It doesn’t matter, she’s getting revenge on me soon. I’ll just wait. Ha! I’ll just wait for her to appear in front of me.”
Kisa let out a sigh of relief after Gilbert left, she breathed deeply, and leaned on the tree.
A leather shoe suddenly came into sight. Kisa slowly lifted her head and saw Jensen’s let–down expression. Kisa pursed her lips, and just felt sad. She should not be scared of meeting Gilbert, but she instinctly ran away after she saw the man. She hated this helpless feeling and hated herself for being so weak.
“How are you going to get revenge on him like this?” Gilbert asked.
Kisa faintly dropped to the ground. “Give me some time. I’m just not ready yet. I could handle him with ease once I’m prepared,” Kisa could not figure out if she was convincing Jensen or herself.
Jensen sulked, squatted down, and smoothed away a wisp of hair from her face. Jensen’s tone soft as always, “We don’t have much time left. I’m bringing you back by the end of the month. You better work on it quick.”
Kisa nodded with determination in her eyes.
Kohen Mccray was the biggest investor in the industry. He was also the successor of Raworth’s largest conglomerate group. He has the power, courage, and ambition; he’s also wild and intractable.
At first glance, Kisa felt Kohen was even more treacherous and sinister than Anthony. Kohen gave off a sense of pressure and uneasiness to the people around him virtually. However, Jensen’s aura was no joke either.
Jensen poured three cups of tea. One was pushed in front of Kohen, one was handed to Kisa, and he drank from the last cup.
Jensen’s every gesture was distinguished and elegant. Unlike Kohen’s evil ways, Jensen was a
gentleman, he’d make everyone feel comfortable.
Kohen picked up the cup and sipped the tea. He shoots Jensen a meaningful look, “I haven’t seen you in a while, Jensen.”
“The newly developed land on Borealdon, it’s yours. In exchange, you’ll be the sponsor of my drama. How’s that?”
Kohen remained silent, but his gaze locked on Kisa. “I have seen the script of your drama. It’s not bad, but she can’t handle the character. I suggest you change your female lead.”
“She’s the best candidate,” Jensen said with affirmation. “She has the talent. I can promise that your investments are put in good hands.”
Seeing that Jensen had so much trust in her, Kisa secretly decided that she must live up to Jensen’s expectations this time. She said to Kohen, “I studied performing acts. Whether one could pull off a character depends not on the appearance but on one’s acting skills. I can’t promise you anything, but I’ll make sure to play my role with all my heart.
Kohen stared at Kisa with judging eyes for a while and chuckled, “I could be your sponsor, but I want something in return.”