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!"

in the living room, Caroline

the kind that emphasized the emptiness of

"No, it can't be!"

to believe, Caroline

Gilbert glanced at his brother

swung open the

room, but it

face turned pale, her head shaking

wrong?" Gilbert had

"Where is she?"

confronting him, "There are clear signs someone's been living here! Where did

the rooms

hastily

and all her

She guessed, that

frowned, "Caroline, you're being too

"Ah!"

be honest with me for once? Is your brother all you care about? Are

"Caroline..."

eyes, her voice breaking, "Please,

"Caroline."

approached, cane

want Gilbert to say, huh? You wanted to

"I'm making a scene?"

realization hit Caroline, tears halted in their tracks. "You think I'm