Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Hearing the noise, Sherilyn and Edgar froze, simultaneously turning their heads to look.

Gilbert? Sherilyn was surprised. What was he doing here at this time?

"You're here? Let's step outside to talk..."

Instinctively, Sherilyn pushed Edgar behind her, taking a step forward to shield him. Given their past encounters, she feared Gilbert might lash out at Edgar. This instinctive protective gesture deeply infuriated Gilbert.

"Heh."

Gilbert chuckled darkly, advancing step by step. "Talk outside? Let's talk right here. What exactly are you two up to?"

"I..."

Before Sherilyn could finish, Gilbert suddenly reached out, pushing her aside and swiftly grabbed Edgar by the throat.

"Ugh!"

Edgar tried to fight back out of instinct, but Gilbert was too strong for him, pushing him back until he was trapped against the conference table. "Edgar!"

Sherilyn's face turned pale with shock, and she rushed forward, desperately trying to pull Gilbert's arm away.

"Gilbert, calm down!"

on me, and you tell

burning with an indescribable fury, a tempestuous storm in his eyes ready to engulf everything in its path.

fixed on Edgar. "Daring to touch what's mine? You've got guts! I just wonder if your

all too well how ruthless he could be; Edgar never stood

you... Can we

her words only seemed to needle

palm cradling her cheek, fingers tracing the tears spilling from

his

the same time, she yelled, "Edgar,

"Gilbert, Edward, Elliot!"

each syllable of name deliberately,

through

this? How

a jerk, he shook Sherilyn

"Ah..."

just wanted her to let go, to stop her from

stumbled back, barely managing

her elbow slammed

her see stars, eliciting

a nerve in both

simultaneously halted, turning their