Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 988

And so, it turned into a night of drunken shenanigans.

At first, Sherilyn hadn't actually been drinking. But after a few takes, something about her performance just didn't click. "Sherilyn, have a drink," Mr. Marshall suggested after some thought.

Considering she was one of Gilbert's talents, he negotiated with her, "Have something light, just to get a bit buzzed." "Alright, I'll listen to Mr. Marshall."

Sherilyn didn't refuse.

She knew she wasn't quite hitting the mark. With her limited acting experience, she figured she might as well lean on a little liquid courage.

"That settles it then." Mr. Marshall immediately arranged for it.

After a few cocktails, Sherilyn found her groove.

"Good, very good..."

Mr. Marshall smiled, "Let's shoot it like this, keep it up!"

Finally, they wrapped up the night's shoot smoothly.

"That's a wrap! Everyone, great work!"

"Sherilyn, great job!"

"Thanks, Mr. Marshall... Thanks, everyone."

Sherilyn smiled warmly, her cheeks slightly flushed, thanking everyone in turn.

The crew exchanged amused glances, chuckling.

"Sherilyn, are you still in character, or are you actually drunk?"

"She looks genuinely drunk."

not drunk..." Sherilyn laughed, waving her hand

That's...

a drunk person would

Mr. Marshall gestured towards Naomi, "Come

"Oh!"

and the tall, female bodyguard

slightly, she

are you

"Teehee..."

giggle, "I'm fine.

of

tolerance was clearly

her inside." The bodyguard glanced at Naomi, "You help her

""Yeah, sure!"

of them supported

door, they instinctively

been there for a while, seated on

gaze felt on Sherilyn, and

frowned immediately, standing net

approaching with his hands outstretched

Naomi tactfully let

fell into his arms. The heavy makeup

over Gilbert's

chest.

"Ah!"

gasped, slowly looking up, blinking, "Sorry about

Gilbert chuckled resignedly, "You're

furrowed in distress, "Your shirt, it's

you're the one who ruined

in his arms, turning to the

bodyguard nodded,