Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 843

Exhausted to the core, Gilbert stumbled out of the cramped cabin, nearly tripping over the doorstep. "Mr. Nine!"

His bodyguard caught him just in time, eyeing Gilbert's weary, darkened complexion. "Are you alright, sir?"

"I'm fine..."

Gilbert shook his head and suddenly turned to the bodyguards beside and behind him. "Go find someone! Why are you following me?"

"Mr. Nine, we need to protect you..."

"Do I look like I need it?"

Gilbert, infuriated, his eyes brimming with sarcasm, barked, "Just go find Galen!"

"Mr. Nine..."

"Are you still standing here? Go!"

The bodyguards exchanged glances, finally scattering to carry out his orders.

the mountain and the paths muddied from the rain, the longer it took, the worse it would be. One

a flashlight, Gilbert joined the

from his flashlight illuminated the path ahead. He occasionally glanced at his phone, anxious not to miss any

Too late!

time Gilbert realized it, he was

"Nolan! Help!"

shouted upward. But the fall was too quick, and

"Ugh!"

gone, he plunged into utter darkness and confusion. A fear crept up from within-was this how it was going to

to shut his eyes, gasping for air. He reached for his left thigh. His pants were torn, his palm sticky with something. The heavy

"Damn..."

into his pocket for his phone, hoping to assess the damage to his leg

a flame, using the faint light to scan his surroundings. He had thought he'd fallen off a cliff, but this drop wasn't deep enough for that.

but

Wait!

shadow-it looked like a person? Extinguishing the lighter, then striking it again, he directed the light towards the shadow... Indeed, it was a person! In such deep woods, could it be...

excitement making him stand up. "Ah...

his left leg shot through him, making him see stars and grimace in