Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Caroline."

As the bodyguard struggled to keep up, Francis, leaning on his cane, approached with Gilbert at his side.

There he was, Francis in person!

A smirk curled on Caroline's lips, her suspicions confirmed by the private investigator's findings were indeed true!

But Gilbert's presence was a surprise. The brothers were really close, huh?

So Gilbert was involved in the deception, too.

"Perfect." She nodded, "Let's go in together then!"

With a resolve as if marching to her doom, she gritted her teeth, "I'm quite curious to see for myself, this stunning beauty Francis has been hiding away!"

"Caroline!"

Francis grabbed her wrist, his dark eyes piercing into hers, his voice deep, "You can go in, but there's no woman like you're imagining."

"Is that so?" Caroline scoffed, disbelief clear in her tone.

"Yes!" Gilbert chimed in from the side, "Caroline, he..."

"Shut up!"

Caroline cut him off, "As if I needed more proof of whose side you're on! I don't believe his lies, and I certainly don't believe yours!" Jerking her arm free from Francis, she pushed the door open and stormed inside.

"Where is she? Show yourself!"

living room, Caroline

emptiness of

"No, it can't be!"

believe,

glanced at his

into the master bedroom, swung open the wardrobe, only to

other room, but

face turned pale,

Gilbert had been following her

"Where is she?"

"There are clear signs someone's been

was obvious the rooms had

hastily

and all her

that been

frowned, "Caroline, you're being too paranoid, there's really

"Ah!"

deeply, "Gilbert, after all these years, can't you be honest with me for once? Is your brother all you care about? Are you really going to betray me, side

"Caroline..."

eyes, her voice

"Caroline."

cane in

You wanted to come in, so we let

"I'm making a scene?"

halted in their tracks. "You think