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.

Sherilyn made

desk. It wasn’t her first

see him, but years had passed, and the receptionists

Sherilyn. I have an appointment with Mr. Johnson. He told me to come,” she explained.

becoming more

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follow me.

you.” Taking the private elevator, Sherilyn arrived

the CEO’s office.

in his work and merely gestured with his

replied respectfully, “Okay.”

Sherilyn was left alone with

engrossed in his work, Sherilyn didn’t dare interrupt, afraid of aggravating him further. She quietly sat on the sofa, waiting. She wasn’t going to make any scenes. Waiting was her

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

move

gestured for her

sat opposite her, resting an arm on the back of the sofa, his deep gaze fixed on her. “So, what

totally knew the reason.

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