Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 352

Chapter 352

Out of jail? An ex–con?

Gilbert’s scalp tightened, and his head throbbed with an impending headache.

Sparks of anger flickered in his eyes. “What charge?”

“That… assault.”

As the words fell, Charles swallowed hard, feeling as if a chill from the grave had enveloped

him.

Gilbert, silent, nodded vigorously, his jaw set tight.

Suddenly, he barked, “Where is he?”

“He turned in his car and is still searching.”

“Hurry up!”

“Right away!”

Gilbert massaged his temples as veins bulged on his forehead. The situation was dire.

“Charles, call the police.”

But Charles hesitated. “Mr. Gilbert, I’m afraid the cops might not take it.”

eyes. “Do I need to teach you how to handle things? You have

his back, daring not to say another word.

wouldn’t get involved, but

pull strings. Charles wondered if perhaps Gilbert

was a mature, healthy adult. She had left on her own accord, and it hadn’t even been

phone, Charles quickly made arrangements.

phone, his gaze flicked to

“What now?”

“That… Mr. Ferguson seems to be

us.”

Sure enough,

made a spectacle searching for Sherilyn,

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Chapter 352

well.

entering, Caroline Bennett was finalizing this month’s accounts – she had been managing the Johnson

handed the documents to

with the

Ms. Bennett.”

atmosphere in the living room was tense.

forehead, pointing at Gilbert. “Look at you, just recovered a few

argue but turned to Francis Johnson. “Big brother, I came to ask for

grim, but

these years, despite Francis‘ coma, having been saved by Francis when

the underground, no one was more connected

“Thanks, big brother.”

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