Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 159

On the other end, Gilbert picked up quickly. His deep and measured voice greeted her with a simple “Hello.”

“It’s me, Sherilyn,” she said, her grip tightening around her phone as she introduced herself.

“As if I wouldn’t know it’s you,” Gilbert teased, “Did you call just to say that?”

“No, that’s not it.” Sherilyn’s brows knitted together as she took a deep breath. “I’m at the Neon Nights Bar now…“.

“Ah, that matter.” Gilbert cut her off before she could continue. “I’ve got some things to handle right now…”

He paused, seemingly giving instructions to someone nearby, and picked up the conversation again, “Look, whatever it is, come find me.”

Sherilyn hesitated before nodding in agreement. “Fine.”

She hadn’t expected a phone call to change his mind anyway.

“Where should I find you?” she asked.

“Where else at this hour? I’m at the office, of course.”

It wasn’t even five yet, and Mr. Gilbert was no idler, naturally busy at work.

right there.” After hanging up, Sherilyn made her way to the Johnson

desk. It wasn’t her first visit to the

years had passed, and the receptionists had changed. No one recognized her

Sherilyn. I have an appointment with Mr. Johnson. He

immediately brightened up, becoming more courteous. “Ms. Gomez,

13:04

follow me. This

elevator, Sherilyn arrived at the top floor without trouble.

assistant led her into the CEO’s office. “Mr.

and merely gestured with his hand,

assistant replied respectfully,

was left alone with him.

further. She quietly sat on the sofa, waiting. She wasn’t going to

long. Soon enough, he

a move

gestured for her to remain seated.

sat opposite her, resting an arm on the back of the sofa, his

totally knew

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