Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 697

Gilbert stood tall, his jaw set in defiance as he glared at Naylor. "Why the hell is Easthaven Docks up in flames?" "What?" Naylor looked genuinely clueless. "What fire?"

"You don't know?"

Gilbert let out a mocking laugh. "Naylor, you're telling me you've got nothing to do with this? You think I'm an idiot?" "Nine..."

"Naylor!"

Gilbert roared, suddenly lunging at Naylor and pinning him to the couch with such speed that Nolan barely had time to react. "Mr. Harrison! Mr. Nine!"

"Stay out of this!"

By the time Nolan realized what was happening, it was too late.

Gilbert wasn't unarmed; in his right hand, he wielded a knife, the blade cold as it pressed against Naylor's throat.

"Okay, okay, I'm not moving!" Nolan, terrified, immediately froze. "Mr. Nine, let's talk about this. No need for rash actions!"

Through gritted teeth, Gilbert's gaze bore into Naylor. "What the hell are you planning? What do you want from me? You after my life or what? Then come at me! Why the hell did you go after her?" "Her?"

Even with his life hanging by a thread, Naylor remained unnervingly calm, offering a faint smile. "Sherilyn, perhaps?"

Gilbert stiffened, taken aback. Naylor knew who he was talking about?

even mentioned a

Why?

realization and anger,

offhand remark. You did it on purpose! Gave the wrong address deliberately?!"

then, with a sudden thrust, pushed the blade

to you? It's me you hate, this bastard right

"Nine."

neck, Naylor barely winced, his gaze

those words settled, the air turned

results were in... he

these years, neither Naylor nor he

sent shockwaves

actually

"Nine."

breaking the silence. "Sherilyn isn't good enough for you. I was merely... taking care of her for you." Taking care

of his daze by those words,

fire was your doing

admitted without

happened at Easthaven Docks and Lionspire Ridge, he

Caroline at Lionspire Ridge! Even if she

"Ah!"

from Gilbert's depths, his eyes fracturing