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!"

cheating on me, and you tell me to calm

an indescribable fury, a tempestuous storm in his eyes ready to engulf everything in its

averted his gaze, his eyes hauntingly fixed on Edgar. "Daring to touch what's mine? You've got guts! I just wonder if your skills are as big

could be; Edgar

with you... Can we

only seemed to needle him

his eyes, looking at her tear-streaked face, his palm cradling her cheek, fingers tracing the tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. He

shuddered, catching a glimpse of madness in his eyes. Without

same time, she

"Gilbert, Edward, Elliot!"

of name deliberately, a fissure

breaking through his

front of me like this? How can

a jerk, he shook

"Ah..."

hurt her. He just wanted her to let go, to stop her from preventing him from going after

that slight force, Sherilyn stumbled back, barely managing to catch

slammed into

eliciting a

struck a

Edgar simultaneously halted, turning their attention to