Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Gilbert frowned. "Then go find her! Why are you asking me for help?"

"I've tried, okay? Her agent and assistant have no clue where she is! Her phone's off, and she's not at her place. Mr. Gilbert, I'm at my wit's end here!" Gilbert massaged his temples, "Alright, I got it. Wait for my call."

"Sure thing, Mr. Gilbert."

After hanging up, Gilbert immediately dialed Francis Johnson.

He laid out the situation, "Bro, any idea where Caroline might be?"

He figured Caroline must've had another spat with Francis and decided to lay low for a bit.

However, Francis was clueless. "She's unreachable?"

"Bro!" Gilbert was taken aback, "She is your fiancée, and you're asking me?"

Francis let out a barely audible sigh, "I'm on it. I'll handle it."

Right away, Francis turned to Sawyer. "Can you check where Caroline flew off to?"

"Right away, Mr. Francis."

Sawyer quickly dug up Caroline's flight details and reported back to Francis. "Mr. Francis, Ms. Bennett has flown to Switzerland."

Around the same time, Francis received a message from Caroline.

[Francis, I can't fathom how things spiraled out of control.

of line with what I said last time. I shouldn't have

did you ever stop to think about me? My love, suddenly you have a

can't deal with it. Let's call

come after me. I need some time alone

called again, inquiring about Caroline, "Bro, any news

"Yes."

message, sharing it

loss for words. "Bro, what are

that they were just going to break

we got married or broke up, it

he

to handling matters

same mind-go along wet wishes, whatever they

two

be.

her

"Let her be."

again, "If

let her.

the Johns

always

...

Late at night.

Southern District Sanatorium.