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 made her

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

him, but years had passed, and

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

the receptionist immediately brightened up, becoming more

13:04

me. This

arrived at the top floor without trouble.

into the CEO’s office.

merely gestured

replied

was left alone

quietly sat on the sofa, waiting.

Soon enough, he put aside

made a move

her

on the back of the sofa, his deep gaze fixed on her.

totally knew the

hands before her, tense, “I came to ask why you stopped me from dancing at Neon