Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 162

On the left, she got nothing. She turned around and reached for the right. It was also empty.

“No way,” Sherilyn looked at the man towering over her.

Her clear eyes reflected his handsome features.

“Ha,” Gilbert chuckled, whispering in her ear, “Try the inside pocket.”

The inside pocket?

She knew suits had an inner pocket. But for her to reach inside? No way! Wouldn’t that be like she was touching him?

Sherilyn hesitated, her eyebrows knotted in confusion. What should she do?

“Hurry up,” Gilbert urged her, “before people start thinking I’m trying to dine

and dash.”

With no other choice, Sherilyn made her move.

Both hands ready, Gilbert raised an eyebrow, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

The next second, she unbuckled his suit jacket and flipped the front open so she wouldn’t have to touch him. Reaching into the inner pocket, she retrieved the phone.

chin smugly, she showed Gilbert. “Got

clever when she least needed to be! The phone was locked. Sherilyn

his pocket.

agreed, “Yeah,

What was going on? Since when had they become so close? What

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was baffled.

at the

drive!”

how were they supposed

eyebrow, finding her feisty demeanor rather cute. “What are you worried about? I might be drunk,

Sherilyn had her license, having obtained it in Sunhaven before going abroad, She’d often pestered him under the guise of needing to practice driving back then.

the car keys to her.

Instinctively, Sherilyn caught them, “I don’t

made himself comfortable in

begrudgingly took the driver’s seat. Her hands gripped the steering wheel, her nerves on edge. She had a license

nervous,” Gilbert chuckled, leaning over

No

Alright then.

took a deep breath. “If I drive you home, can you…

forgotten why

raised an eyebrow, sidestepping her question. “I prefer not to discuss business in