Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 951

"No, nothing..."

Rebecca White hurriedly shook her head, eager to escape the tension-filled atmosphere.

But her backpack was still upstairs.

"Mr. Johnson, could you perhaps ask one of the staff to fetch my bag for me?"

What now?

Francis's expression grew even colder as he grasped her wrist, "What happened? Explain..." "I..."

"It was me who asked her to leave!"

From the living room, Sylvia emerged.

Seeing their hands intertwined, her anger surged.

Glaring at Rebecca White, she snapped, "What are you doing? Let go of him this instant!"

Startled, Rebecca White quickly released Francis's hand as if she'd been shocked.

"Rebecca?"

Francis tightened his grip on her hand again, turning to Sylvia, "Grandma..."

"Rebecca?" Sylvia repeated, her tone dripping with disdain.

Sylvia's gaze sharpened, and she massaged her stiff neck, "How could you be so blind? What sort of woman do you want that you can't have? Why set your sights on a married one?" Francis stiffened, realization dawning.

So, Grandma knew...

been hiding it from her, dreading this exact

been waiting, waiting for Rebecca White to finalize her divorce... before coming

"Grandma."

point, Francis had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain, "Rebecca is

"What?"

nothing to soothe Sylvia's fury; in

"Francis!"

wait for her to get divorced? The CEO of the Johnson Group, stooping low to be the other man for a woman

"Grandma!"

"Agh..."

and frustration, Sylvia suddenly

"Grandma!"

"Sylvia!"

rage, was immediately

...

Outside the emergency room.

Sherilyn hurried over.

had called everyone, concerned for his grandmother's condition, including Gilbert, Sherilyn,

received the call

had paused, and

"Sherilyn!"

to look back to know who it was; she recognized the voice all too

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert,

a few

who had also