Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 290

“Yes.”

Meanwhile, Edgar was hanging out with Yates and the gang. He had just put down his phone when Yates grabbed him for a ‘cross–examination‘. “So, you two are patching. things up, huh?”

Edgar offered a bashful smile and nodded. “Yeah… sort of.”

Although Sherilyn hadn’t exactly said yes, Edgar felt her warming up to the idea. All he needed was to push a little harder, keep at it. Success was just around the corner.

“Way to go, kid.”

Derek glanced at Gilbert, who was silently drowning his sorrows in his drink, and whispered, “So, your heroic helicopter ride through the storm was all for nothing?”

Gilbert’s chuckle was barely audible as he shot a look at Derek. “What’s it to you, Mr. Forever Single?”

Derek was taken aback. Since when was being single a crime? Irritated, he retorted, “I’d rather be single than a lovelorn reject like you!”

“Please.” Gilbert scoffed. “Lovelorn reject? Please, she’s not worth my constant thought!” He downed his drink and stood up with determination.

“Where are you headed?” Derek asked.

early tomorrow, heading to

serious; he had a meeting in Crestwood with a supplier.

at the Johnson Mansion.

Gilbert climbed the stairs, he ran into the caregiver

“Mr. Gilbert.”

still awake?”

reading. He’ll sleep soon.”

close the door. You can leave.”

“Alright.”

find Francis leaning against the headboard, a tortoiseshell hairpin in hand… lost in thought? No, perhaps lost in memories

of the hairpin’s owner. Who could

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affection was beyond his knowledge.

silently as he had

Crestwood. Upon arriving in Crestwood, with no time for jet lag, he immediately contacted the supplier and dove into work. He was always robust, never feeling offbeat. But this time, stepping off the plane, something

his temperature. “Mr. Gilbert, you’ve got a

“I know.”

with a nod, aware of the heat radiating