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 it!”

grunted, amused. She was clever when she least needed to be! The phone was locked. Sherilyn picked it up, aimed it at his

slid the phone back into his pocket. “There, we can

“Yeah, let’s

What was going on? Since when had they become so close? What had happened? Why there was a sudden change?

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was

at the

drive!”

how were they supposed to get back? Walk?

demeanor rather cute. “What are you

in Sunhaven before going abroad, She’d often pestered him under the guise of needing to

so, he tossed the car keys

“I don’t

made himself comfortable in the

driver’s seat. Her hands gripped the steering

nervous,” Gilbert chuckled, leaning over to buckle

No rush.”

Alright then.

you home, can you… let me go back to Neon Nights Bar

forgotten why she’d come to

sidestepping her question. “I prefer not to discuss business in the car.”