Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 740

"Grandma..." Gilbert mumbled, his head hung low, drowning in a sea of shame.

"You won't talk, huh?"

Sylvia turned to grab Francis. "What about you? Where's your brother? What did you do with him?"

"Grandma..." Francis, too, found himself lost for words.

"You knew all along he was an impostor..."

Sylvia's eyes were clouded with confusion and age.

Then, it struck her like a cold breeze, "I understand now. The boy who came back with you that year... wasn't Gilbert, was he?" Francis remained silent, his silence a loud admission.

"Oh..."

Sylvia closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks as the realization hit her hard.

She remembered!

The Gilbert who had returned was different; the once gentle and quiet grandson had become defiant and reckless...

"I thought, I really thought..."

Her words trailed off into a whisper.

to surviving a kidnapping, not that he had

Such a revelation!

of having her grandson back had blinded her

joy was replaced

"Gilbert, Gilbert... my boy!"

take my grandson? Answer me! Give my Gilbert back to me!" "Grandma..." Francis's face was

been lost, would

parents, he couldn't bear the thought of their grandmother losing

why he brought back the person standing

her breathing becoming

Gilbert... My Gilbert

grief erupted into a cry, "My Gilbert was

she couldn't catch

rolled back as she collapsed into

"Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

the elderly

ét

into his

moved

to his

brother's lingering injury.

"I'll call for help!"

"Right!"

Sylvia to the