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."

off, a bittersweet smile on his face, "I'm not even

enough to keep Edgar around

...

studio

spotted Gilbert's sleek Bentley parked outside. He

here again? Jenna and

"I know."

my responsibility, remember? Let me drive you to the studio." "How did you know I was

been checking up

time he'd

"Checking up?"

investor, I'm entitled to know

angle? Investing

drained, "Gilbert, what haven't I made clear to

leaned against the car, his demeanor calm and collected, "You made it very clear. You don't want to should take care of Jenna. I get

together,

threw her hands up, asking,

chuckled softly, "I understand, but you don't quite get it. My desire to