Chapter 211

“Sherilyn…” Edgar couldn’t help but stare, muttering her name in awe.

“Hmm?” Sherilyn’s smile lingered on her face.

“There’s something in your hair.” Edgar raised his hand, touching her hair gently to pick out the foreign object.

Sherilyn was curious. “What is it?”

Edgar handed it to her, and upon inspection, Sherilyn realized it was a tiny, shiny sequin. “Oh, it must have come off my dance costume.”

At the crossroad, inside an elegant Bentley, Gilbert silently observed the scene, his gaze growing colder by the second, slowly turning frosty. Suddenly, he averted his gaze. “David, drive.”

“Ah, okay, Mr. Gilbert.” David started the car, careful not to make a sound.

A heartbroken man was not someone to mess with, after all.

As the car pulled away, Gilbert closed his eyes, leaning back in his seat.

crush. But it was just that, nothing more.

this world?

such feelings! Till death do us

hand, whispering, “Gilbert has left.”

she tried not to look around too much. “Does that mean we can go now?”

Edgar’s heart leaped at her

smile, he nodded, “Yeah,

added shyly, “Sherilyn, are you free tonight? I’d love to take you out for dinner. Is that

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a dilemma. Declining

a car pulled up

the car window roll down, revealing Sylvia.

visited Francis at the hospital and was heading back to the Johnson Mansion when she spotted a familiar figure from afar. Approaching, she realized it was

shifted to Edgar. “Edgar, is that

me.” Edgar stepped forward. “Sylvia, how

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