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.

she

to be! The phone was locked. Sherilyn picked it up, aimed it at his face for

the phone back into his

“Yeah, let’s go.”

her face expressionless. What was going on? Since when had they become so close? What had

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12.05 mor

Sherlyn was

at the

drive!”

were they supposed to

eyebrow, finding her feisty demeanor rather cute. “What are you

Sunhaven before going abroad, She’d

the car keys to her.

“I don’t want to drive…

made himself comfortable

no choice, Sherilyn begrudgingly took the driver’s seat. Her hands gripped the steering wheel, her nerves on edge. She had a

Gilbert chuckled, leaning over to buckle her seatbelt. “Take

No

Alright then.

a deep breath. “If I drive you home, can you… let me go back to Neon Nights Bar

why she’d come to

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