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.”

took her hand and led her into the living room, then

are we going?” Sherilyn asked, a

wait and

front of a door, giving her one of his

“What is it?”

“My princess, please…”

turned it, and pushed the door open, guiding her forward with his hand on her waist.

room was brightly lit, instantly widening Sherilyn’s field of vision. LED strip lights adorned the ceiling, and all

unmistakably a dance studio, a practice

head buzzed, and she swiftly turned to face the

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set this up?

rush job, I had them expedite the work, and it was just finished

around,

cautiously glanced at the girl in front of him. “So, what do you think?

parted slightly, at a loss for

surprise was too sudden, too unexpected. At

“What’s wrong?”

it not up to standard? Damn! Those guys assured me it was built to international specs. This is unacceptable;

“Sherilyn?”

about the standards.

“That’s a relief.”