Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

“Excuse me, Gilbert was about to sidestep Colin when he saw the girl before him turn around and look his way, raising her hand to her mask.

Gilbert was shocked. Was she going to reveal her face? But she didn’t. Instead, the girl slightly lifted her mask, not showing anything, and laughed. Then, she turned and quickly

Gilbert froze for a moment, caught between laughter and tears. Was she teasing him on purpood Herad to admit that she was good at it! A simple gesture had hooked him completely. And he wasn’t in a hurry anymore.

That was interesten

Well, he thought, Let’s wait and see. He was curious to see what face lay behind that mask Was it worth all the time and money he invested in this chase?

Mr. Giber? Noticing Gilbert zoned out, Colin waved his hand in front of his face. “You okay there? You look like you’ve had a bit too much to drink. Need a hand?”

I’m fine Gilbert snapped back to reality and patted Colin on the shoulder. “Cut the act, will you? I’m giving her the benefit of the doubt. If she’s not ready, I can wait.”

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Ah! Colin quickly picked up the conversation. “You’re truly understanding.”

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As soon as Gilbert left, Colin rushed off to find Sherilyn. “Sherilyn, did you see that gentleman? That’s the onel Gilbert!” Colin continued, “I told you, he’s not just some regular quy. He’s rich and handsome! With him in your corner, what more could you want?”

There were things he felt weren’t his place to say just yet. The grand prize of the dance competition was a toast, but what about after that?

Many who had left the Neon Nights Bar had gone on to mingle with the big shots of Surhaven But Sherilyn’s future? That was a topic for another time.

Sherlyn smiled outwardly, but inside, she sighed. Colin would be disappointed.

During the day, Sherilyn visited the Southern District Sanatorium.

Sylva still couldn’t bathe, so Sherilyn came daily to wipe her down and help change her clothes. Though the nurses could do it, Sherilyn’s care made Sylvia feel more comfortable

and relayed.

“Sherilyn, sorry for all the trouble. I really can’t thank you enough.” Dressed in clean

clothes and refreshed, Sylvia patted Sherilyn’s hand, “Look, you’ve lost weight from all the work”

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“No way.” Sherilyn shook her head with a smile, “I’ve always kept weight.”

While saying so, she picked up the dirty clothes, “Sylvia, I’ll take these to the nurse.”

Sylvia smiled. “Okay, dear.”

After Sherilyn stepped out, her phone on the bedside table rang.

Sylvia glanced at it, the screen flashing with the name Mr. Morris.

Sylvia wondered, ‘Hmm? Mr. Morris? Could it be Edwin Morris?‘

Edwin was a well–known lawyer in Sunhaven, also serving as the legal advisor for the Johnson Group. How did Sherilyn get to know him?

Edwin wasn’t known for taking just any case. Could Sherilyn be in some trouble? Why didn’t she say anything? At the same time, Sylvia couldn’t understand. Sherilyn, with no family or connections, had always had the support of the Johnson family. What kind of trouble could she possibly be in?

With questions swirling in her head, Sylvia decisively picked up the phone and answered.

Edwin’s voice came from the other end of the phone. “Hello, Sherilyn. I wanted to ask when you’d be free. The divorce papers have been with me for quite some time. The property transfers and maintenance procedures require your signature to proceed.”

Sylvia listened in silence, her expression growing darker.

Edwin added, “Hello? Sherilyn, are you there?”

Without a word, Sylvia hung up the phone. Then, she picked up her phone and dialed Gilbert’s number.