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.

up, Sherilyn made her way to the Johnson Group

desk. It wasn’t her

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

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

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

13:04

follow me. This

private elevator, Sherilyn arrived at the top floor without

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

his work and merely gestured

assistant replied

gone, Sherilyn was left alone with him.

aggravating him further. She quietly sat on the sofa, waiting. She

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

made a move to stand.

he gestured for her

back of the sofa, his deep

knew the reason.

came to ask why you stopped me from dancing at