Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 296

“Mr. Gilbert…” Charles frowned, a trace of concern in his voice. “Was that a gunshot?”

Yes!

Gilbert nodded sharply. The sound had come from backstage. This was bad–Sherilyn was back there!

Without hesitation, he swung open the door of their private box.

“Mr. Gilbert!”

Charles was right on his heels.

In just a minute or two, the theater had descended into chaos. Faces painted with horror, people were rushing toward the exits!

“Everybody, stay calm!”

“Please, everyone, remain calm!”

Theater security was doing their best to maintain order, but the situation was spiraling out

of control.

In the midst of the turmoil, a stampede had already started!

Amidst the chaos, Gilbert was pushing his way inward.

“Mr. Gilbert!” Charles grabbed him. “Where are you going?”

“What do you think?” Gilbert shot him a look. “Sherilyn’s in there!”

Saying so, he moved to go deeper in.

“Mr. Gilbert!” But Charles held him back, shaking his head insistently. “No! It’s chaos up ahead–it could be a riot for all we know!”

a daily occurrence, were certainly

“So what?”

asking

Charles. “Exactly why I

“Mr. Gilbert…”

cut him off. “We can’t both get caught up in this! Someone needs to be

“Mr. Gilbert!”

wanted to protest, but Gilbert was already running

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stop him what else could he do? He had to

Gilbert’s orders.

it backstage wasn’t going to be easy for

facing a human current, all moving towards the exits, making his journey upstream

pardon

wrong way! Why are

to

“Excuse me, please!”

his forehead beaded with sweat.

Bang!

shot

“Nobody run!”

you

didn’t heed the

Bang! Two more

was beyond chaotic!

the theater’s main entrance was now under control. He frowned, wondering: Did Charles

struggle against the flow of the

the main hall and slipping out a side door, the sudden silence made his footsteps on the floor echo distinctly.