Chapter 211 The Masquerade Ball
“What is Gilbert doing here?‘ Kisa thought. ‘Fate really works in mysterious ways. I can’t believe I keep running into this man again and again in such a large country.”
Jensen leaned back, his slender hand tapping lightly on the car window, looking like he was thinking about something. “Fate really works in mysterious ways. I can’t believe he met Blake, ” he chuckled after some time.
“That’s your adopted child?” Kisa asked as she glanced over to the little boy. “He looks like he’s the same age as Andrew and Ada.”
Jensen was stunned for a moment. A dark light flashed in his eyes. and Ada’s mother is?” he asked with a smile.
know who Andrew
Kisa’s heart ached at the mention of that. “No, I don’t,” she shook her head. “But… It must be someone Gilbert loved for her to bear his child.”
“Do you know who it is?” Kisa looked at Jensen with gentle eyes and asked.
Jensen stared at her for a long time before saying, “No, I don’t.”
“Right. How would you know when you were abroad?” Kisa cast her eyes on the tall figure on the basketball court and smiled reluctantly, “After all, he hid that woman away from everyone.
Gilbert said goodbye to the little boy and was about to leave when the boy ran over to him and asked, “Can you come play with me tomorrow?”
“No, kid. We’re going back tomorrow. We’re not from here,” Davian replied.
The little boy looked at Gilbert and said, “Can you come play with me next time you come over?” Gilbert stared at the boy’s eyebrows which were somewhat like Andrew’s. “Okay, I’ll definitely come and meet you if I ever come here again.”
The boy smiled at the sound of those words, and Gilbert looked at him for a moment as if all he saw was Andrew.
“Looks like Gilbert is good with kids. Blake certainly likes him.”
‘Gilbert? Good with kids?‘ Kisa thought of how her child had died tragically because of him, and a flash of hatred filled her heart. Gilbert was good to everyone except her child. He hated her child because he hated her.
‘I won’t be introducing Blake to you today since Gilbert is nearby.” Jensen started the car. “But don’t worry, we have a lot of time for that.”
Kisa stared at the small figure on the basketball court and felt a pain in her heart. ‘If my child were alive, he would be around Blake’s age. He would be running around the basketball court.” Every time Kisa thought of her poor child, her hatred and resentment toward Gilbert increased. She even wanted revenge.
While familiarizing herself with the script, Kisa tried to create a new look for herself. She tried on clothes that she would have never worn before. Under Mia’s guidance, she also tried putting on makeup. Before this, she had never had a drop of alcohol, but now she could down a couple of drinks. Kisa smiled as she looked at the stranger in the mirror. She wanted to appear
as a new and improved Kisa in front of her enemies and erase all her visible weaknesses before this.
The masquerade ball was held by one of Mia’s friends. The music at the ball was melodious
and smooth. The colors were exquisite. People around were exchanging toasts as they were living their best lives.
Kisa wore a long purple strapless dress with a silky white scarf around her neck. She was wearing a mask that resembled a white fox as she sat quietly in the corner, trying to adjust to the noisy atmosphere.
Suddenly, a man came in front of her. She looked up and felt a chill run down her spine.