Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mr. Francis, don't worry."

At the TV station.

Forty minutes past the agreed time, and there was still no sign of Caroline.

The stars kept glancing at their watches, their patience wearing thin.

"Is she even going to show up?"

"Sure, she's a big deal, but we've got schedules too. Why should we all wait for her?"

"Keep it down, will you?"

"Why should we? It's not like being late is something to be proud of."

"Maybe we should have her assistant check in again?"

Lauren was getting anxious. Caroline had promised to be on time. What was going on?

Biting the bullet, she dialed Caroline's number again.

It rang for an eternity before being picked up. "Caroline, are you stuck in traffic or something?"

"I'm not making it tonight." Caroline's voice was cold and detached before the line went dead.

"Hello?"

Lauren was stunned. Not coming?

up? How

with a heavy heart,

couldn't make it work with her schedule tonight,

murmur of complaints filled the

said something sooner instead of

our time doesn't

"I'm really

"Ms. Sherilyn, I'm so sorry... for wasting your

"It's alright."

other stars. Even if Caroline hadn't been late,

anyway.

affect her much.

be heading out,

"Take care, Ms. Sherilyn."

why Caroline hadn't shown up. Her phone buzzed with

from Gilbert, sent five minutes

here, at the main

Gilbert waiting by his car from a

asked,

"Didn't do much tonight."

left everyone hanging. Do you know why?" "Hm?" Gilbert tilted his head, a playful smile

skeptical look,

to

if you're

for his

"No, don't!"