Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 97


    Chapter 97 She Is Not My Wife Kisa opened the door and saw Davian standing outside.


    “It is time for the press conference, Ma’am.” “How about Gilbert?” She asked.


    In response, he said, “Mr. Kooper is waiting for you downstairs.”


    “That’s early,’ Kisa thought in shock. As she walked down the stairs, she could not help but ask, “Our


    deal is still on, right? I did my part, but he didn’t want me to take care of him.”


    “Understood, Ma’am. The deal is still on,” Davian replied.


    Upon hearing this, Kisa rxed. Davian could only look at her with guilt and sympathy. Confused, Kisa


    wanted to ask more. However, they had already reached the front yard. She saw Gilbert smoking a


    cigarette while leaning on the front of the car. ‘Why is he smoking when he just recovered?’ she


    thought. She wanted to say something to Gilbert, but no words woulde out. She knew that Gilbert


    would insult and humiliate her if she spoke. “Mrs. Kooper is here, sir,” Davian said.


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    Gilbert put out his cigarette and replied coldly, “There isn’t a Mrs. Kooper, so watch your tongue during


    the press conference.” “Yes, sir,” Davian replied instantly. He then looked at Kisa sympathetically.


    Kisa’s heart raced under Davian’s sympathetic gaze. She asked Gilbert, “What do you n to do at the


    press conference?”


    Gilbert answered coldly, “You’ll know when it happens.”


    The press conference was held in a huge open area. Despite arriving earlier than nned, the


    reporters arrived even earlier inrge groups. The constant shesing from their cameras were


    blinding. Meanwhile, the noises of the people chattering and cameras clicking together were enough to


    make one’s head spin.


    As soon as Gilbert and Kisa entered, the reporters rushed toward them. The swarm of reporters


    shoved their way toward them, causing Kisa’s frail body to almost fall down. Fortunately, the


    bodyguards managed to separate the reporters from Kisa and Gilbert. After that, they escorted Kisa


    and Gilbert to their seats.


    Howard had arrived and was seated at the far end of the table. Oddly, Sharon was also at the


    conference; and seated in the middle.


    “Gilbert, you’re here,” Sharon eximed. Then, she dragged Gilbert to the seat beside her, she did not


    see her actions as taboo.


    In that instant, the reporters took even more pictures. Gilbert did not refuse Sharon’s hand and sat


    down next to her. In the eyes of the media, this was once again another story of how the two were a


    match made in heaven.


    Meanwhile, Kisa randomly chose a seat and sat down. As everyone was seated, the room quieted


    down. Davian spoke first,” in regards to the new in question, Mr. Kooper has made this press


    conference to clear up a few things. We hope that after this, all media outlets will refrain from writing


    any articles that would nder GK Pictures. Otherwise, we will see you in court.”


    “May i know how Mr. Kooper ns to rify this situation?”


    “Yeah, Mr. Kooper. Is Ms. Watson your wife? Please give us an exnation.”


    Amidst the crowd, Anthony stared yfully at Gilbert. His eyes were cold and sinister as he thought,


    ‘Let’s see if this would take you down.


    Calmly, Gilbert looked back at the reporters in front of him and said in a clear tone, “She is not my wife.


    My wife died five years ago in prison.”