"That number, indeed, is registered under the name of Galloway."

Sherilyn was taken aback, having not expected such a result.

But she couldn't understand, "Why hide the number?"

Gilbert glanced at her, his thin lips curling into a faint smile, "Galloway is a renowned contemporary artist, his paintings are priceless treasures, sought after by many. Probably, Mr. White just wanted some peace and quiet."

Really?

Sherilyn furrowed her brows, skeptical.

"Stop worrying about it."

Gilbert extended his arm, took her hand, and gently caressed it, "You're overthinking because you're concerned."

Was she really overthinking?

Sherilyn pulled her hand away, her face tight, "Just focus on driving!"

At the Golden Oak Manor.

Gilbert came out after taking a shower.

"Come here..." Sherilyn beckoned to him, "I need to check something."

"Alright."

He didn't ask why, just obediently walked over to her.

Sherilyn was holding knitting needles, having just started a bright red, thin circle.

she had mentioned knitting him a sweater and couldn't help but chuckle, "All this time,

not in a

ready this year, next year is

"That's more like it..."

muttered. It wasn't her being

she had first knitted one for Jenna, her little

size was just

"It's good."

Sherilyn

planning to take

the stuff into

the time during

"Come here."

waiting for her, and as

you as we sleep, so your hands and feet stay warm. From now

The next day.

Sherilyn went back to Sunset Ridge Community in the morning to

informed her, "Ms. Sherilyn, your group

a last-minute

"Sorry about that." Lauren

was a

above, the

too. Sorry

inconvenience."

seemed to be someone

smiling. After a brief

doesn't change my

to practice today, except

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