Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Don't you dare!"

Sherilyn was seething, not doubting for a second that this man would follow through on his threats.

"Easy there." Gilbert smirked, "Hop in."

Cornered, Sherilyn furrowed her brows, stating defiantly, "Just so you know, things won't go your way this time!"

"That's for me to worry about." Gilbert raised an eyebrow, helping her into the car, "If you're not going to let me have my way, then don't bother."

He closed the door behind her, driving her to the set.

Thankfully, Gilbert kept his word and didn't accompany her. He was nowhere to be seen the entire day.

However, the attitude of everyone on set towards her had unmistakably shifted.

There was a mix of flattery and caution in their behavior towards her, not to mention the envy and jealousy.

Karol was the most obvious one.

"Sherilyn, here."

During a break, Karol came back with a bottle of water for Sherilyn.

"Thanks." Sherilyn had her own water, but accepted it anyway, "How much? I'll Venmo you."

"Don't worry about it." Karol waved her off, "It's just a bottle of water, practically nothing compared to the dinner at Crimson Table Mr. Johnson treated you to."

sat down next to Sherilyn, her eyes darting around, "Mr. Johnson is really sweet

paused, shaking her head,

he tied up with some

could answer, her phone buzzed.

[Sherilyn, can we meet?]

she could respond, another message popped

pick

not really wanting to see either

was a given, but as for Edgar, she felt there was no need for them

after seeing Gilbert's message, Sherilyn hesitated

[Okay.]

Edgar quickly responded.

[I'll come to you.]

Sherilyn sent him

was for the best.

remed to

and for his

time

the air.

the meeting ended, she left the

And you said he wouldn't

looking in his

was standing by his car, waving at

Edgar