Chapter 892 Suicide

Kisa smiled at her. "What's wrong? Is it because it is not inconvenient?" "No." Jolina quickly shook her head. "It is just... It is just... Where are you going? Can you take me with you?" Kisa was startled for a moment. "Don't you have a part-time job at night?" "I left without permission while on duty, so my boss got angry and fired me," Jolina said, lowering her head. "But it is okay if you don't feel convenient taking me with you. I—" "Of course, it is convenient. It couldn't have been better; we can take turns driving, as it is a long journey." Kisa had no doubt that Jolina wanted to make this trip with her purely to avoid Peter. In the study, Gilbert leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. Madalyn walked quietly over to him, placed a bowl of chicken gnocchi soup on the desk, and then called out softly to him. There was no response. Madalyn sighed silently, then hunched over to clean up the messy papers on the desk. Suddenly, a piece of paper partly obscu