Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn frowned, not really in the mood to head over.

"Sherilyn!" Karol, however, was bursting with excitement as she grabbed her, "Mr. Johnson is calling you, come on, let's hop into Mr. Johnson's ride!" Half-dragged by her, Sherilyn made her way towards the sleek Bentley.

"Gilbert."

Just then, Caroline emerged, already changed out of her period costume, walking straight towards Gilbert with a light smile.

"Sorry, did you wait long? My bad, period costumes are a bit of a hassle to take off."

As she spoke, she made her way to the passenger side, effortlessly opening the door and sliding in.

Sherilyn stopped in her tracks.

"What's going on?" Karol frowned, muttering discontentedly, "Wasn't Mr. Johnson here for you? How come Caroline got in the car?"

Sherilyn simply smiled, nonchalantly, "Guess the Bentley's off the table. We might as well take the crew's van, or we'll end up hailing a cab." Right there, a crew van was parked.

Sherilyn approached, "Hey, can we get a lift?"

"Of course." The driver, a young guy in his early twenties, blushed seeing such a beautiful girl asking. He stumbled over his words, "P-please, get in." "Thanks." Sherilyn smiled at him, then turned to call Karol, "Karol, over here! Let's go!"

"Eh, alright."

set at The Sizzling Griddle, not too far from

was getting out, Sherilyn tripped and nearly fell out

"Careful!"

nearby quickly reached out, catching her

bit shaken, thanked him

back at

you okay?" Karol followed, supporting her,

grinned,

"Let's go."

out of the Bentley, caught this scene. Who was

car, noticed Gilbert's gaze, "What are

his

"Then let's go inside."

they found themselves in an open hall

furrowed, scanned the h for

"Gilbert."

MS

in front of his face, chuckling, "You seem out of

in a direction, she said, "Mr. Marshall

pulling his gaze away, followed

Gilbert