Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)

"Kisa Becker!"

Gilbert gritted his teeth and growled her name. He wished he could strangle this heartless woman who was holding his son hostage in order to escape. He clenched his fists with blue veins popping up on the back of his hands, his face ashen.

Kisa looked at his grim, murderous face and smiled bleakly. 'He must hate me even more. But it doesn't matter anymore.' She gripped the knife tightly, looked into Gilbert's icy eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Let me go."

Coming back with him was Sharon. After five years, Sharon had become even more beautiful, dressed up fashionably and with classy makeup, looking like a movie star. When Sharon saw her, she obviously froze for a moment, followed by a touch of surprise and delight surfacing on her face.

"Kisa, you're really alive."

Kisa ignored her. She just kept a close eye on Gilbert.

She told herself she had to get out of here today, as she knew that someone as astute as Gilbert would have quickly seen that Andrew was deliberately helping her escape. If you could not escape this time, Gilbert would prevent his two children from coming near her again, and then she would lose any chance of escaping.

Gilbert approached with a murderous look on his face. "Do you know who you are holding hostage?"

"It is your son."

you with your

any illusions about this woman, not even a little. In his eyes, she was vicious with a heart like that of a scorpion and would never change for the better. He took a deep breath, stared

'He really loves that woman so much that these children mean so much to him. But my child with him is no better than trash in his eyes.' She desperately fought back the sadness inside her and said in an icy voice, "If you

the extreme, his hostile eyes staring at her viciously, and he did not intend

saw this and got

woman. It was just that she could not escape if he

was cool, calm, and collected, even feeling a little excited. 'This woman is really not that simple; Daddy sees me being held hostage yet refuses to let her go. This proves that

don't let me go, I will hurt your son." After a long standoff, Kisa was getting impatient

her. "Please, don't, Kisa. He is just a kid. You shouldn't have held a kid hostage. Let

most vicious woman I have

Kisa just burst into a sarcastic and self-deprecating laugh. She knew that was what he had always said about her, so it was nothing unusual. "If you know I'm vicious, let

"I dare you!"

once; there is nothing I don't dare to do anymore. Try

his teeth

saw the situation, dashed up to Gilbert, and hugged his legs, crying. "Daddy, just let her go. I don't want Andrew to get