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.

felt a throbbing pain in his head. He rubbed his temples, scanning the surroundings. With no streetlights on the mountain and the paths muddied from the rain, the longer it took, the worse it would be. One

Gilbert

occasionally glanced

Too late!

realized it, he was

"Nolan! Help!"

upward. But the fall was too quick, and his cries plunged

"Ugh!"

his flashlight long gone, he plunged into utter darkness and confusion. A fear

the fear could deepen, a sharp pain shot through his thigh! Then, his fall abruptly stopped. Pain forced him to shut his eyes, gasping for air. He reached for his left thigh. His pants were torn, his palm sticky with something. The

"Damn..."

body. He reached into his pocket for his phone, hoping to assess the damage to his

he struck 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. It looked more like a

but couldn't see the end... What place was

Wait!

like a person? Extinguishing the lighter, then striking it again, he directed the light towards the shadow... Indeed, it was a person!

tightened, a surge of excitement making

through him, making him see stars and