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.

seeing him in person for the first

finance, and he himself was a prodigy, becoming a trader in his teens, and by twenty, a well-known financial mogul. The name 'Naylor Harrison' was synonymous with

in Gilbert's eyes,

"What do you mean?"

Naylor left, the

said, "Haven't you heard?

but wasn't sure, "Does he,

"Yeah."

nodded, his

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as Naylor Harrison was getting on in years, his offspring, lacking any real talent, were known more for their internal strife, backstabbing, and fratricidal conflicts

sneered, "Just watch. The Naylor

days

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numbered."

to the story, sighing, "It's just like something out of a

glanced down at her, thinking to himself that reality was often much

Sherilyn went to the hospital early to

arrived, the room was empty, with no sign