Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 1208

Chapter 1208 Like a Night Genie

Lea nodded, feeling nervous.

Anthony exhaled a ring of smoke and said, “If anyone asks what’s your relationship with me, just say that you are my dance partner.”

Lea was disheartened, but she still nodded obediently. “Okay.”

“One more thing, if anyone asks you what you do for a living, you must not mention that you work as a bar girl.”

It saddened Lea to hear that. ‘He still mind my previous occupation.‘ She pursed her lips. Actually, I know little about many of these etiquettes. You can always find someone better to be your dance partner, and you won’t need to-‘

“I wouldn’t have asked you if I could find a suitable partner,” Anthony suddenly interrupted her with a touch of mockery in his voice.

Lea bit her lower lip and stopped talking.

What Anthony hated the most was seeing her servile look. He got up and said, “The makeup artist will be here in a minute. I’ll pick you up at seven.” He seemed as though he did not want to stay there a moment longer as he got up and went outside. He could have found another woman with status to attend the party, but still, he chose her. Anthony did not know why he made a decision like that. He just felt like he wanted to take her to see the world.

Watching Anthony walk out, Lea lifted the hem of her dress and sat down on the couch. Then, she was lost in thought. ‘Turns out, he just didn’t find the right person. That’s why he asked me to be his dance partner.‘ She propped her head with her hand as the joy and expectation slowly turned into anxiety. Now, she just hoped that she would not embarrass him at the party.

At 5.00 pm, Felicity had a row of evening gowns delivered. There were all kinds of colors and styles, and the large living room was turned into a fitting room.

“You two, give us your opinion and see which one looks better,” Felicity said to the two men on the couch as she picked out her evening gown.

Davian nodded gleefully. “Okay, Felicity. I’ll give you my opinion.”

Next to him, Gilbert was staring at the magazine on his lap, not even raising his head.