Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Caroline!"

In that instant, Francis saw the madness in her eyes!

He handed James over to Sylvia, "James, be a good boy, Daddy has something to take care of. Stay with great-grandma, okay?"

Then he turned to Sylvia, murmuring, "Grandma..."

"I know, I know." Sylvia didn't need any explanation. "Go on, don't worry. James is safe with me."

"Thank you, Grandma!"

"That's enough."

Sylvia hugged a puzzled James, comforting him tenderly, "Don't be scared, James. This is grown-up stuff, it's got nothing to do with you. Let's go home, okay?"

Children are perceptive, and James could feel Sylvia's genuine affection, obediently nodding in agreement.

"Such a good boy, let's go."

Caroline stormed out of the house, jumped into her car, and drove off recklessly.

The orphanage was located on the western hills of the city, a region characterized by its hilly terrain. By the time Francis and his team set out, Caroline had vanished without a trace. It was a rough night for Francis.

He was still in recovery, having awoken from a years-long coma only a few months ago. Now, both his legs and head were throbbing with pain.

Sawyer could see he was struggling. "Mr. Francis, perhaps you should head back. I'll find Ms. Bennett."

Francis' brows furrowed, a storm brewing in his eyes. "I'm afraid she won't come back with you even if you do find her."

no arguing with

the car and,

yourself like

"But, Grandma..."

Gilbert. Caroline might

was directed

"it's too much trouble for Gilbert, it's late, and

so formal."

"We're all family here. Do you think Gilbert would rest easy if something happened

Sawyer. "What are you waiting

"Yes, ma'am!"

...

3 or 4 in the

awakened by the ringing of his phone. He glanced at Sherilyn

her light sleep, she was already

closed, she murmured,

"Alright."

in hand, tiptoed out of the room.

"Mr. Gilbert."

Sawyer recounted the events

apologetically, "Mr. Francis is

reach out to

exhausted, and Lady Sylvia

disturb

him out, Gilbert