Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 336

“Craving a late–night snack?”

Gilbert couldn’t help but ask, fully aware of Sherilyn’s strict regimen when it came to maintaining her figuré.

“No, thanks.” Sherilyn shook her head. “I’m not hungry.”

But then she said, “Though, I wouldn’t mind an apple.

An apple? Gilbert couldn’t help but chuckle, his finger lightly grazing her cheek, “Don’t worry, we’ve got lots of apples.”

With his hands on the steering wheel, he stepped on the gas.

“Where are we going?” Sherilyn casually inquired.

Gilbert gåve her a mysterious smile. “I’m taking you to a special place!”

A special place? But as Sherilyn glanced at the familiar roads outside, it was clear they were

en route to Golden Oak Manor.

So, he was just taking her to work?

Sherilyn silently scoffed, though admittedly, it was part of her plan too.

The car pulled up in front of the main building of Golden Oak Manor.

“Let’s go.”

then

we going?” Sherilyn asked, a

wait and see.”

her one of his mysterious smiles. “Get ready, I’m about

“What is it?”

“My princess, please…”

the doorknob, gently turned it, and pushed the door open, guiding her forward with

lights adorned the ceiling, and all three walls were fitted with mirrors and ballet barres…

dance

buzzed, and she swiftly turned to

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set this

“It was a rush job, I had

looked around, clearly

cautiously glanced at the girl in front of him. “So, what

slightly, at a loss for

was too sudden, too unexpected. At that moment, her emotions were a

“What’s wrong?”

up to standard? Damn! Those guys assured me it was built to international specs. This is unacceptable; I’ll have a word with

“Sherilyn?”

about the standards. I’m

“That’s a relief.”