Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 704

"Bye, Mr. Ed!"

"Bye, Jenna."

Edgar stood still, smiling as he watched them enter the house.

At a nearby crossroads, inside a sleek black Bentley, Gilbert gripped the steering wheel, his dark eyes intently focused ahead.

He had seen it all!

Even though he was some distance away and couldn't hear their conversation, the sight of Sherilyn hugging Jenna, both mother and daughter beaming at Edgar... What they said, did it matter?

Pfft.

Gilbert let out a low scoff, his jawline tense, his expression icy.

What was Sherilyn up to? Really considering repaying a life-saving favor with... herself? And bringing along his daughter?!

No!

Gilbert's grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white, nearly on the brink of snapping!

No way. His daughter could not have another father figure besides him!

Meanwhile, Edgar turned away, ready to get into his car.

The moment he looked up, he paused. The Bentley at the crossroads, was that Gilbert's car?

No mistake.

here? Who else

if Gilbert was here to bother Sherilyn

he started the car, turned the steering wheel sharply, and

night, others were doomed

The next morning.

had just gotten up and was in the middle of her morning routine

a

downstairs. We need to

to text back, and dialed Gilbert's number instead. "Hello." Gilbert answered instantly, the phone

are you doing

If you don't leave now, I'm calling security. Even if you are Mr. Gilbert, you can't just blatantly break

"Didn't

have nothing to discuss! Whatever needed to be said, I've told you a million

"It's about Jenna."

Sherilyn paused, "What

they already settled

her lip anxiously, "You're not thinking of going back on your word, are you?" Gilbert's response was non-committal, "It's not clear over

at a loss. Thinking of Jenna, still

downstairs, Sherilyn got into the

talk here." Gilbert glanced at her, his voice soft, "Let's find a place to sit down and

respond or look

Gilbert took her to

had breakfast yet, right? Don't you like their pancakes?" Gilbert led her

Faced