Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 357


    Chapter 357 She’s Like a Hedgehog When She is Awake


    Carolyn patted her on the shoulder andughed pretentiously. “Oh, Sharon, we are


    international stars. We have status and style. Don’t say the sh*t thingy. We shouldn’t be so coarse.”


    Christopher got up and frowned at them, saying, “Can’t you two talk properly? You have made me lose


    my appetite. I’m not eating. The both of you can finish it.”


    With that, Christopher headed outside. Carolyn threw her cutlery on the table and cursed. “We made


    you lose your appetite? I think you have lost your appetite because you feel sorry for that little b*stard.


    You just feel sorry for that little b*stard, b*tch.”


    “Come on, Mom. Why are you so mad? We should be happy that the woman’s career is about to be


    ruined by us. Why are you so mad?”


    Carolyn smiled instantly. “Yeah, we should be happy. Sharon, why don’t we celebrate with a little party


    tonight?”


    “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Sharon repeatedly nodded her head. “Now the inte is getting mad at that


    woman, so much so that she doesn’t even go to the shoot today. By the end of today, I think that the


    career of that b*tch will be over.”


    “That’s great.”


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    Then, the mother and daughterughed wildly and tantly, like being possessed. Nearby, the maids


    were shuddering in fright.


    Gilbert seldom stayed in this vi, but someone will restock the fresh food in the fridge every two days.


    In the past, he did not know how to cook, and the ingredients in the refrigerator were like decoration,


    but today they came in handy. Gilbert had been bright and a quick learner since he was a child.


    Although he had only just cooked oncest time, he had read many recipes and mastered most of the


    familiar dishes. An hour and a halfter, he had cooked five dishes and a soup. There were two meat


    dishes, a sd, and a mushroom soup. He initially thought of making egg drop soup today but decided


    against it as he’s seen an egg too many and would retch at the sight of it.


    Gilbert set the table with two sets of dining ware and ced the dishes on the dining table. Then he


    looked at the things on the table with his arms akimbo for a long time to ensure nothing was wrong


    before turning around and going upstairs to look for the woman.


    The room was quiet. Gilbert did not see the woman jump on him like a hedgehog to zap him when he


    walked in. He looked around and only then saw her asleep in the corner of the window, which was half


    open, with the curtains fluttering in the breeze against her body. She seemed exhausted, with her eyes


    tightly closed and her cell phone in her hand.


    Gilbert walked over, and she still did not wake her. He squatted down and looked at her for a moment.


    She was like a hedgehog when she was awake. But now she was sleeping, looking so docile that he


    felt like drawing her into his arms. She was sleeping in azy and casual sitting position, the loose robe


    covering her body and revealing her sensually beautiful corbone She was not particrly pretty, nor


    had a hot body, but he just liked to look at her and found her alluring


    Something seemed to bother the woman in her dream. She suddenly frowned in her sleep. Gilbert


    pursed his lips and could not help himself reaching out, trying to smoothen her brow. His hand


    awkwardly froze in mid–air when the woman suddenly opened her eyes.