Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 963

After hanging up the phone, Gilbert turned and made his way to the couch, sinking into its cushions with a heavy sigh.

He crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and leaned back, trying to force himself into a moment of rest. He couldn't afford to fall apart now; Sherilyn and her daughter were counting on him.

...

The first light of dawn was just breaking.

Gilbert jerked awake to the vibration of his phone on the coffee table.

He leaned forward, grabbing it.

"Hello?"

It was Charles, "Mr. Gilbert, Nolan's here, downstairs. He says he's got some news about One."

"Alright, I'm coming down."

With a brief response, Gilbert hung up, grabbed his jacket from the couch, and was ready to head out when-

"I'm coming with you!"

From the direction of the bedroom, Sherilyn burst out.

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert looked at her face. Despite having sedated her to ensure she rested through the night, her complexion was still far from good.

phone? Do you have news about Jenna, don't

clutched his arm,

"It's not certain yet."

heart, couldn't bear

better if you stay

Sherilyn held on to his arm, refusing

head, she protested, "How can I stay put? I'll just end up worrying even more! Or what, are you planning

couldn't ponder any longer. He grasped

"Thank you!"

went back inside briefly and returned with a shawl for Sherilyn, "Let's

Charles and Nolan were

hideout... but Miss Jenna is with him, our people didn't dare to make

"Yes, Mr. Nine."

led

lead, with them

up straight, her hands clasped together as if in

the old town area into the city

This place...?

not for following them, she would have never

his phone, approached, handing it to Gilbert. "It's

"Hmm."

taking

"Hello."

"Nine."

you were so patient back at the