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.

I’ll be right there.” After hanging up, Sherilyn

at the front desk. It wasn’t her first

years had passed,

Mr. Johnson. He told

receptionist immediately brightened up, becoming more courteous. “Ms. Gomez, Mr. Johnson

13:04

me. This

Sherilyn arrived at the top floor without trouble.

into the CEO’s office.

and merely gestured with his hand, “Okay, you can

replied respectfully, “Okay.”

was left alone with

Gilbert so engrossed in his work, Sherilyn didn’t dare interrupt, afraid of aggravating him further. She quietly

didn’t keep her waiting long. Soon enough, he put aside

move

he gestured for her to remain

resting an arm on the back of the sofa, his deep gaze

knew the

before her, tense, “I came to ask why you stopped me from dancing at Neon Nights Bar.”