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."

smile on his face, "I'm not even sure if I'm doing

out, the only thing strong enough to keep Edgar around

...

off to the studio again for

sleek Bentley parked outside. He stood by the

here again? Jenna and

"I know."

my responsibility, remember? Let me drive you to the studio." "How did you know I was headed there?" Sherilyn stood still, her

been checking

time he'd done

"Checking up?"

nor denied, "As the major investor, I'm entitled to know the basic schedule of

laugh. Was this his angle? Investing just

haven't I made clear to

the car, his demeanor calm and collected, "You made it very

together, just

Sherilyn threw her hands up, asking, "What is

quite get it. My desire to be