Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The shock Yates' words delivered was a punch to Edgar's gut.

"What... what did you say?" Edgar's gaze was vacant, as if his mind was trying to catch up with reality.

Sigh.

Yates exhaled softly, "I really shouldn't be telling you this..."

On one hand, Gilbert was his buddy. Spilling this felt a tad like betrayal.

After all, they all knew, despite Gilbert and Sherilyn calling it quits, Gilbert hadn't really let go.

On the other hand, there was Edgar to consider. The guy had been clashing with his folks over Sherilyn.

But with Edgar stubborn about moving abroad, no amount of persuasion worked. Yates had to play his last card.

Edgar, however, snapped back to reality, a flicker of excitement in his eyes, "Are you serious? Sherilyn and Gilbert broke up?" "Yeah." Yates nodded.

"Bro!"

Edgar, thrilled, clapped Yates on the shoulder, "I owe you one! You didn't have to tell me, but you did. I won't forget this!" "Cut it out."

it off, a bittersweet smile on his face, "I'm not even sure if I'm doing the right

the only thing strong enough to keep Edgar around was

...

to the studio again for the script

she spotted Gilbert's sleek Bentley parked outside. He

you doing here again? Jenna and I

"I know."

he opened the car door, "You and your daughter are my responsibility, remember? Let me drive you to the studio." "How did you

checking up

wasn't the first time

"Checking up?"

I'm entitled to know the basic schedule of the

laugh. Was this his angle? Investing just to keep

suddenly felt drained, "Gilbert, what haven't I made clear to you?

very

together, just

threw her hands up, asking, "What is this

understand, but you don't quite get it. My desire to be with you, to pursue