Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Looking youthful must mean he takes good care of himself.

And the man, well, he was strikingly handsome for his age, exuding a charm and elegance that was quite rare.

For some reason, Sherilyn felt he looked familiar, almost as if she had seen him somewhere before.

"What are you staring at?" Gilbert raised his hand, blocking her view, "Just an old man. Is he that interesting?"

Sherilyn dared not speak the truth.

Gilbert was clearly not pleased.

She decided to gossip with him instead, whispering, "Who is that guy? He seems pretty formidable."

Even Sylvia, with all her hospital visits, never made such a spectacle.

Gilbert wrapped his arms around her, protecting her from the crowd, "Ever heard of Naylor Harrison?"

Naylor Harrison? Sherilyn's eyes widened in shock, covering her mouth, "That's Naylor Harrison? Really?"

"Yep."

Gilbert chuckled, "Naylor's just a man, no need to look like you've seen a ghost."

"I did not!"

Sherilyn retorted, elbowing him in the chest.

for the first time is a bit

a trader in his teens, and by twenty, a well-known financial mogul. The

admiration on Sherilyn's face, a shadow passed briefly in Gilbert's

"What do you mean?"

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Sherilyn away, said, "Haven't you heard? Naylor's domestic life is

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next day, Sherilyn went to the hospital early to

the room was empty,