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.

her chin smugly, she showed Gilbert.

locked. Sherilyn picked it up, aimed it at his face for facial recognition, and paid the

she slid the phone back into his

“Yeah, let’s

watched everything with a pristine makeup look, her face expressionless. What was going on? Since when had they become so close? What

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Sherlyn was

at the man. “You’ve

drive!”

they supposed to

her feisty demeanor rather cute. “What are you worried about? I might be drunk, but you didn’t,

it in Sunhaven before going abroad, She’d often pestered him

so, he tossed the

them, “I don’t want to drive…

had made himself comfortable in the passenger

hands gripped the steering wheel, her nerves on edge. She had a license

over to buckle

No

Alright then.

can you… let me go back to Neon Nights Bar

then, she hadn’t forgotten why she’d come to him today.

her question. “I prefer not to discuss business in