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.

had thought his drastic change was due to surviving a kidnapping,

Such a revelation!

of having her grandson back

the joy was replaced

"Gilbert, Gilbert... my boy!"

Francis's shirt, demanding, "Where did you take my grandson? Answer me! Give my Gilbert back to me!" "Grandma..." Francis's face was a picture of helplessness. "My brother...

been lost, would he have ever

thought of their grandmother losing yet another

he brought back the person standing before her

her breathing becoming

Gilbert... My Gilbert

grief erupted into a cry, "My Gilbert was gone all along,

couldn't

back as she

"Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

the elderly

ét

her into his arms

moved

to his

brother's lingering injury.

"I'll call for help!"

"Right!"

rushed Sylvia to