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 entrusting Sherilyn

a laugh. "Mr. Harrison, we were just about to go for a script read-through followed by dinner. Would

looking

couldn't miss the first gathering of the main crew. Besides, she didn't want to leave with Gilbert right now. She was unsure how to face him, so maybe it was

up at him, "You must be busy, you go

shadow passing through his eyes, a hint of feluctance visible as he looked towards Blake. "I hope

him fast enough an invitation highly

"Mr. Harrison, please..."

"Please."

...

Gilbert's phone buzzed with

you and

was conversing with her colleagues, he discreetly stepped aside.

connected, and

surroundings. She had said in her message that