He Comes The moment the call was connected, Gilbert’s grumpy voice came. “If you want to kill that woman, go ahead.”
Just as Gilbert was about to hang up, Kisa suddenly let out a gentle snigger.
Silent fell on the other end of the phone, with only bursts of wispy breathing.
Kisa sneered. “You want to know where Sara is? If you do, come and look for me alone.” As she said that, she hung up the call and tossed the phone to Anthony. “Send the address to him.”
Anthony let out a playful smile. “Are you sure he’ll come over?”
“I’m sure of it. Because… Sara is the apple of his eye.”
For Gilbert, Sara was a jewel, while she was nothing more than trash. A normal person would fight tooth and nail for a jewel. Who would do the same for a piece of trash?
She then turned around and sat in the corner as she silently waited for Gilbert’s arrival.
‘As long as he comes, my chances of escaping will be fifty percent more.’ There was no one slie could rely on now, and she could only save herself using this way.
In the hotel, Sharon gave Gilbert a shocked look, saying, “So Kisa really took Sara hostage.” As she said that, she shook her head repeatedly. “No, no, Kisa isn’t such a person. She must’ve been pushed to a corner.”
Gilbert put his phone away and said to her, “I’ll head out for a bit. Do not follow me.”
Sharon stopped moving as soon as she got up. As she stared at Gilbert’s back, a sinister smile appeared on the corners of her lips.
Anthony lit up a cigarette as he sat by Kisa’s side. “So, you were the one that spirited Sara
Kisa frowned at him. “You know her too?” “Hah, so much more than that.” Anthony took a puff as lie smiled. “Back then, I made an enemy out of Gilbert because of that woman.”
A moment later, she then let out a bitter smile.
“Ah, so it’s because of Sara, huh.’ At this moment, she did not feel any grief or sorrow, only resentment, and bitterness. ‘Why must I suffer the consequences of a fight between Anthony and him? Why must I take the fall for Sara? Why?’
Anthony took another slothful puff as he snorted, “Actually, if it weren’t for Sara going missing and Sharon is already an international superstar, I wouldn’t have bothered with an
ugly b*tch like you.”
“So, you guys all like girls like Sara?” Kisa tossed him a smile. “Bullshit!” Anthony spat disdainfully. “I hate those fake, pretentious broads. If it weren’t for my old man taking a liking to her, who would pay any attention to her?”
‘Hal, even a person like Anthony could see who Sara really is, and yet Gilbert is unable to.’
“I like hot, sexy women, and if you’re a bit prettier, you won’t end up being treated like this,” Anthony playfully lifted her chin. Kisa turned away in silence, only looking forward to Gilbert showing up.
At this moment, one of the bodyguards reported, “Mr. Mullen, Gilbert Kooper is here.”
As he spoke, Gilbert stepped into the room.
He was clad in a black windbreaker, his ice-cold face seething with bloodlust.
Anthony took another puff as he sneered at Gilbert, “It’s sure difficult to get you to drop by.” Gilbert ignored him and looked straight at Kisa, “Where is Sara?”