Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"You've given me too much credit," Gilbert said, his lips curling into a self-deprecating, bitter smile. "I don't know if anyone in this world can truly put others above themselves... but clearly, I'm not there yet." Was this really the end for them?

"From now on..." Gilbert admitted, "I won't personally handle her matters. But she's all alone in this world now, so at the very least, I need to ensure she's doing alright."

Sherilyn furrowed her brows, momentarily at a loss for words. It was all too sudden; she couldn't wrap her head around it yet.

"Sherilyn..." Gilbert's eyes flickered, a featherlight touch seemed to brush his heart as he reached out and took her hand. "You mentioned before..."

"Sherilyn!" called a voice from behind.

"Yes?" she responded.

Taking the opportunity, Sherilyn withdrew her hand from Gilbert's grasp and turned to see Blake and Michael approaching.

"Blake, Mr. Michael," she greeted them. Michael was the lead actor in her last project, a favorite of Mr. Marshall, and also the lead in this new drama alongside Sherilyn, making him her senior. "Sherilyn," they both acknowledged, noticing Gilbert and instinctively softening their demeanor.

"Mr. Harrison, are you here to pick up Sherilyn?" Blake asked.

smile, "I'm

were just about to go for a script read-through followed by dinner. Would you like

trailed off, looking inquiringly at

main crew. Besides, she didn't want to leave with Gilbert right now. She

at him, "You must be

a hint of feluctance

fast enough an invitation highly coveted by

"Mr. Harrison, please..."

"Please."

...

the venue, Gilbert's

saw you

grip on the phone tightening. Glancing at Sherilyn, who was

and Caroline's

stood still, scanning his surroundings. She had said in her message that