Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1051

The gates of Blue Haven creaked open as the car carrying Sherilyn Gomez and Rebecca White rolled out slowly.

They paused at the entrance.

Through the window, Sherilyn spotted Francis Johnson's Porsche Cayenne parked nearby.

"Rebecca," Sherilyn said, glancing at Rebecca White. She sensed Rebecca was still undecided and wasn't ready to face Francis yet. "I'm going to say hi to him."

"Alright," Rebecca nodded, giving her consent.

Sherilyn stepped out of the car. "Hey, Francis."

"Sherilyn," Francis acknowledged, leaning against his car door, his gaze fixed on the car. "Rebecca... is she okay?"

"I passed on everything you said last night," Sherilyn replied gently. "Give her some time. No matter what happens, I hope you won't pressure her. She's been through a lot." Francis nodded, a furrow in his brow. "I understand."

"Okay then..." Sherilyn pointed towards the car. "I'm heading back. Don't worry, Francis. Rebecca's a bit frail, but her spirits are high. She's tough."

"That's good to hear," Francis thought to himself. He knew she was strong. If she weren't, she wouldn't have survived these past years.

"Alright, see you."

Sherilyn got back in the car, instructing the driver to drop Rebecca at her office before taking her to the film set.

Francis's Porsche followed them at a steady pace, trailing them until they reached Rebecca's office.

Rebecca step out and

assistant, spoke up cautiously, "It's almost time for

"Yes, sir."

...

White arrived at her office and

was a message

here whenever you're ready to

her eyes, a sharp

her heart.

him

life.

then, James's face

back her

swnoo

what their relationship was, James... he was her

down her phone, gently placing her

had once been a

a message to Eddy Jones. [Hey, it's me. Can we meet up

...

dreary in the afternoon,

clocked out, leaving the office

immediately noticed Francis's Porsche parked in its

opened, and Francis stepped out, umbrella in hand, walking towards

her eyes forward,