Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 683

Chapter 683

Hearing this, Naylor didn't get angry. Instead, he seemed quite impressed.

"These days, young folks are either smart without the grit, or all bark and no bite. But you, you've got a bit of both."

"Naylor!" Gilbert barked furiously, "I'm asking you one more time, where are they?"

"Oh."

It was as if Naylor had just realized Gilbert asked him a question. Coming back to the moment, he then asked, "Who are you asking about? Sherilyn or Caroline?

"The two of them, they're not together," he revealed.

What?

Gilbert's grip tightened, shifting from the collar of Naylor's shirt to his throat!

A chilling glare flashed in his narrowed eyes, "Naylor! What have you done with them?"

"Jeez."

Naylor frowned slightly, "Why so tense? Relax, I haven't done anything. I was thinking on your behalf. They're your women, after all. Keeping them together, if they started fighting, that would be a mess, wouldn't it?" "Where are they?" Gilbert's thin lips curled into a sneer, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"I'll tell."

Naylor stopped beating around the bush, "Caroline is at Easthaven Docks, in the Harrison family's warehouse, Sherilyn is at Westhaven, Lionspire Ridge..." Before he could finish, Gilbert abruptly let go of Naylor and stormed out.

"Huh."

back, Naylor let out

behind him, frowning in confusion, "Did you perhaps get the locations mixed

had given Gilbert

the Harrison family's warehouse, while Caroline was at Westhaven, Lionspire Ridge. "No

aged eyes

I didn't do this, how would I know which one he truly cares

Hmph.

let out a very low chuckle, "He's going to have to return to the Harrison family eventually. No need to keep

"Mr. Harrison." Nolan hesitated,

stammering, "The outcome isn't

What if Mr. Nine

...Isn't your kin?

dare finish his

how could Naylor

"Not my kin...?"

eyes remained unfocused, motionless,

such a 'bastard' to live in

came in

and the person whispered something

returned to Naylor's side, "Mr. Harrison, Mr. Nine

paused, a thin

"Mr. Harrison, your orders."

the warehouse

"Understood."