Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Let me explain."

The security guard started, "We noticed someone lurking around the Bentley for quite a while... So we detained him to ask if you knew him. If not, should we call the cops?" Sophia was unsure of what to do, so she looked back at Gilbert, who had already stood up and approached.

"Mr. Johnson, what do you think?"

"I'll handle it."

"Sure."

Gilbert turned to the guards, "Could you guys show me his picture, if you have one?"

"We do."

One of the guards took out his phone, scrolled for a bit, and handed it over to Gilbert. "Take a look, do you recognize him?"

Gilbert took the phone, saw a completely unfamiliar face, and forwarded the picture to his own phone.

He handed the phone back to the guard, "Thanks for your effort, but I don't know this man. Let him go."

"Let him go?"

"Yes."

Gilbert nodded, clearly indicating that if the guards had approached them, the car must be fine.

Otherwise, they would have headed straight to the police station.

"Well, alright then."

wasn't pressing

Gilbert went back to the

so Sherilyn had overheard

not pursuing it further, "Just let him go? No need

had been attacked with a

the police won't do

of amusement in his eyes, "He didn't actually do anything, and he wouldn't say anything to the police

attitude made Sherilyn question, "Aren't you

worried. But worrying

down at Jenna, who was enjoying

"Jenna, is it good?"

"Super good!"

further. He knew what he was doing with his

night, what were you doing by the window?" Sherilyn was startled, realizing he had indeed

could explain, Gilbert noticed

window glass and

were putting up decorations. Nice, they

are coming up,

"So,

quite sure what he meant and looked at Jenna, replying, "Nothing special, just spending time with

abroad, they would at least have some company. "Sir." Jenna tugged at Gilbert's sleeve, "Will

innocent question came without

"Jenna." Sherilyn frowned, shaking