Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 132

Ever since when did she start addressing him like that?

It seemed like, ever since she came back this time, it had always been…

Gilbert felt a knot in his stomach but couldn’t quite put his finger on why. When he finally spoke, his tone was less than pleasant. “What do you want now?”

Seeing his mood darken further, Sherilyn got straight to the point. “I wanted to talk about my dancing gig at Neon Nights Bar. Could you please cover for me with Sylvia? Just say… I was teaching kids to dance at the community center at night, okay?”

So, that was it.

“Alright.” Gilbert gave a slight nod. “Got it.”

After a pause, he added, “This isn’t a long–term solution, you know. I think you’d be better off leaving Neon Nights Bar.”

At that, Sherilyn’s expression stiffened slightly, and she forced a smile. “It’s my job. It’s how I support myself.”

“Is there no other option?”

Gilbert had always disapproved. “You won’t starve if you quit!”

Sherilyn laughed, albeit without much humor. “As if that’s even an option…”

Her words were cut

she’d misheard. “What

“I mean…”

taken aback by his own words. What was

take care of you. Grandma adores you, treats you like her own granddaughter. Do you really think she’d let

that’s what he meant.

care for me, but I can’t

her hand. “It’s getting late. I should get some

stepped back and closed her

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outside, his eyes narrowing

always so

overlook

frustrated. Why did he have to organize a birthday

he knew he couldn’t

it was Sherilyn’s birthday.

about it on the day.

Sylvia, and then the housekeeper Cara and the staff started preparing. Deliveries arrived, along with the chefs and waitstaff hired

“Sylvia, are we expecting

patting her hand. “It’s a