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.

hanging up, Sherilyn made her way to the Johnson Group

front desk. It wasn’t her first visit

often to see him, but years had passed, and the

Johnson. He told me to

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

13:04

follow me.

Taking the private elevator, Sherilyn arrived at the top

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

engrossed in his work and merely gestured with his hand,

replied

assistant gone, Sherilyn was left

interrupt, afraid of aggravating him further. She quietly sat on the sofa, waiting. She wasn’t going

her waiting long. Soon enough, he put aside his work, looked up, and approached

move to stand.

he gestured for her

resting an arm on the back of the

knew

to ask why