Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Reflecting back, those pearl hairpins weren't from any famous brand.

Caroline had once asked around, and professionals had told her they seemed handcrafted, by someone exceptionally skilled, no less. Who could it be?

Now, Caroline understood.

It was Rebecca! A professional designer with more than enough talent!

Then there was...

Closing her eyes, Caroline remembered a photo she had seen on Francis' phone.

At the time, her focus was all on Sherilyn, who was captured leaving the dance studio with her colleagues!

"Ha, haha."

Caroline chuckled to herself.

Back then, her eyes had landed on Sherilyn immediately!

But she overlooked the colleague standing beside her!

In fact, Francis' photo wasn't of Sherilyn, but her colleague... Rebecca!

Caroline couldn't recall exactly where in the photo Rebecca was, but she was certain it was her!

Yes, it had to be Rebecca!

designer's pen she saw once

felt like she was in a daze; the person she had been searching for had been right there

...

At the hospital.

examining Rebecca, the

in time, nothing

joked, "Been staying up late for the holidays, huh? Your eyes might not work, but because they can't see, you need

indeed due

felt a bit embarrassed, "Thank you,

also felt apologetic as she helped her out of the examination room, "Didn't think about that. Let's head back

leaned in and whispered, "Seems Mr. Francis was in a bad mood today, Gilbert's still not awake, is

remained silent for a moment, "Guess

sighed lightly, "Mr. Gilbert's facing a tough

than them, probably discussing surgery options

he drove them back

...

At the Johnson Mansion.

into

desperate

nowhere to

Where have you

turning the room upside down in

point, staring at

"Grandma? Grandma..."