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.

be right there.” After hanging up, Sherilyn made her

at the front desk. It wasn’t her first visit

had passed, and the receptionists had changed.

Johnson.

receptionist immediately brightened up, becoming more courteous. “Ms. Gomez, Mr. Johnson mentioned you’d be coming.

13:04

me. This way.”

private elevator, Sherilyn arrived at the top floor

office. “Mr. Johnson, Ms.

merely gestured with

assistant replied respectfully,

was left alone

his work, Sherilyn didn’t dare interrupt, afraid of aggravating him further. She quietly sat on the

enough, he put aside his work, looked up, and approached

move to stand.

her to remain seated.

the sofa, his deep gaze

totally knew

came to ask why you stopped me from dancing at