Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 882

The corner of his mouth quirked up, unable to suppress the underlying mischief.

"If he's threatening you, he should know better than to mess with someone under Nine Harrison's protection."

Sherilyn's heart skipped a beat.

She understood what Gilbert was doing. He was not only solving her problem but also sending a warning to that person. If that person had any sense, they'd back off now. With that, it seemed the matter was resolved.

The room suddenly fell silent.

The tension that had been coiling in her mind relaxed instantly.

Sherilyn fluttered her eyelashes, pursed her lips, and after a moment, spoke softly, "...Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Gilbert nodded, his smile faint. "Don't mention it."

He looked down at her, his gaze so intense it seemed almost tangible.

Sherilyn felt a flutter of nerves and awkwardly turned her face away to avoid his gaze.

Gilbert's smile faltered for a moment. "I'll go check on Jenna."

As he stepped inside, Rebecca White rushed over to Sherilyn, phone in hand.

"Sherilyn, look!"

Thanks to Gilbert's post, public opinion had done a complete 180.

the dust settle... I'm over the

haters

dislike Mr.

for them as a

technical analyses proving the photo

whoever photoshopped

Sherilyn step

at Neon Nights Bar a crime now? Sherilyn and Mr.

off, you might disturb Sherilyn. Mr. Harrison wouldn't like

is this lovestruck, strong, tragic hero vibe from Mr.

my OTP

of

from

I to universally envied

overnight!

White sighed, "Finally, it's over... It was like a rollercoaster... like a

"Yeah."

downcast,

...

later, Jenna was napping in the next

and went

she was tying up her long hair, a knock

it. Outside stood Edgar, whom she hadn't seen for days.

and sat down

to drink? Water or soda?"

his head, cutting her off, "Sherilyn, sit. I've got something

smile, sitting down.