Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 58

After that night's stunning jazz performance, Sherilyn shot to fame. With Colin's savvy marketing, she quickly became the hottest act at the Neon Nights Bar.

Patrons were tripping over themselves to see her, some even willing to pay top dollar. But understanding the value of exclusivity, Colin turned them all down. Moreover, until then, he hadn't even revealed her

name.

To the public, she was known as Ms. S.

It only served to ramp up everyone's curiosity. The news of Ms. S' show meant the bar was packed, with revenues hitting several times the usual.

"There she is!" In an instant, all eyes fixed on the stage. A sudden blackout enveloped the space.

Oddly, the room fell silent. Not a soul dared to make a noise, all waiting with bated breath. Then, a spotlight hit the stage. A figure in red took over the spotlight, and as an old-world tune played, the dancer began her performance.

With a flick of her wrists, she leaped gracefully, playfully raising her eyebrows at the audience below. Yet again, her face remained unseen. She had donned a veil.

"Bravo!"

took the audience a

continued. Sherilyn's body moved with the fluidity of a willow in the breeze. She also used wires in her

up their game with this new

was a feast

frowned slightly,

"Of course, S graduated from a professional dance academy. She's different from those amateur dancers before." "Really?" Yates glanced at his younger cousin, "Sounds like you're quite the fan. What, got a

Edgar blushed. "I just heard it

too busy chatting

crowd

wrapping around her, making

"Where is she going?"

"Don't know!"

"Come this way!"

guests were excited. Some even raised their hands, hoping to touch a corner

flew straight toward a booth facing the stage. It was

him. It was only up close that Sherilyn recognized him. Surprised, yet

quicker, pulling it back in a flash, leaving Gilbert with nothing but a lingering fragrance in his

anyone recognizing her. She