Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert) novel Chapter 673

Chapter 673 Old Acquaintances

“Mr. Tanner, please, you have got to save me!”

Adrien leaned against the back of the chair. His long slender legs were crossed and folded together.

Even when he was already in his fifties, the man still exuded a charm across his entire body.

Amidst his mature charm was a streak of stern majesty. He looked down at the prostrating woman on the ground and, through her, seemingly saw her greedy mother and her despicable father once again.

A look of deep disgust flashed across his eyes.

He took a puff and looked at Anthony beside him.

Anthony held his arm as he said with an impassive face, ”

This woman is afraid that Gilbert will find out the truth of

the fire and take revenge against her. So she’s begging you to help her.”

“Mr. Tanner, I only just found out that you bear a grudge against Gilbert and Kisa,” Sharon crawled before him and said anxiously, “I beg you, help me. Do not let Gilbert find out the truth of the matter. If you help me, I’ll do anything for you.”

Anthony sneered as he then burst into a laughing fit on the side. A tinge of disdain laced his laughter.

The disgust in Adrien’s eyes had disappeared as he helped Sharon up with a kind look.

“Speaking of which, I’m an old acquaintance of your parents. You don’t have to be so reserved with me. Just call me Adrien.”

When Sharon heard that, she said, “Really? You know my parents?”

“Yes.” Adrien let out a mysterious smile. “However, I’m afraid they do not remember me anymore.”

“They won’t, they won’t,” Sharon immediately shook her head. “Adrien, you are so accomplished and extraordinary. I’m sure no one who had met you would forget about you.”

Adrien took a puff and smiled as he said, “I know what happened in that prison fire, including how the two children in Kisa’s womb were taken out. I know all of it.”

Sharon’s expression changed, “How… how did you learn about it?”

“Ah, the chief warden told me.”

Adrien spoke faintly, but Sharon’s expression was already as pale as a ghost.

“The…the warden? He…he’s still alive?”