Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 837

Oh?

Naylor arched an eyebrow, intrigued by what was unfolding.

"Sir, shall we invite Mr. Nine in?"

"There's no hurry."

Naylor shook his head, narrowing his eyes with a glint of cunning, "The Harrison family's doors must be entered by his own choice." "We'll wait."

"Understood."

The guest had already arrived; how much longer could they wait?

Outside, Gilbert extinguished his cigarette, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the car. The gate opened automatically as he alighted.

Nolan, accompanied by a few others, greeted him at the entrance, "Mr. Nine, please come inside."

Gilbert gave Nolan a glance, remained silent, and walked straight in. He knew that Naylor was aware of his arrival.

In the living room, Naylor was, as always, brewing tea.

Gilbert approached, and without looking up, Naylor gestured to the sofa across from him, "You're here? Have a seat." Gilbert sat down quietly as instructed.

"Hmm?"

Naylor looked up at him, a smirk playing on his lips, "So quiet today?"

When did he ever come without causing a stir, without turning everything upside down?

"Heh, quite unaccustomed to this."

Gilbert remained tight-lipped. He wasn't here

"What's wrong?"

dropped the smile,

for a moment before finally

"You wouldn't know them."

head, his gaze intensifying as he leaned slightly forward, "I need your connections." As these words left his mouth,

Silence ensued.

leaving the Martin family's residence the previous night, Gilbert

the connections he previously had were tied

had forbidden him from getting involved

willing to cast aside his pride, but ultimately, he

waiting for him to save

the hospital, having become a shadow

was ready to discard his dignity and pride, but only if

grant him that

options,

a knowing smile, "You want my connections?" "Yes." Gilbert took a deep breath

respond directly

"Once you

it won't

You be inextricably

his tone

this before

"...Yes."

eyes and

had been looking for

by coming here, Gilbert had

was