Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1101

"What's going on here?"

Sherilyn looked at Gilbert, puzzled. "Do you two know each other?"

"Not exactly," Gilbert replied with a shrug.

"That's right," Joyce chimed in with a smile. "I ran into a bit of trouble in the garage earlier, and Mr. Harrison here was kind enough to lend a hand."

She proceeded to recount the incident in the garage.

"Ah, I see," Sherilyn said with a smile, giving Gilbert an approving glance. "Good job."

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, leaning in closer to her ear. "And what about a reward?"

They were in that blissful, lovestruck phase where she could practically read his mind. A closed door and a little privacy was all he was hinting at.

Sherilyn playfully pinched his arm and scolded, "Isn't that just part of being a decent person?"

Joyce watched them with a quiet amusement, not interrupting their banter.

"Joyce, come on over," Sherilyn said, linking arms with her friend. "Let's sit down. We've picked out some options for dinner, but we were waiting for you to make the final decision."

Joyce laughed. "I haven't been back in forever. Even if it were shoe

the air as they settled on

meal, Sherilyn made sure her friend

"Sure," Joyce replied eagerly.

at Sherilyn. "I need to step out for

"Go ahead," she nodded.

gone, Joyce turned to Sherilyn with a

"Obvious, huh?"

Joyce confirmed with a nod. "The way he looks at you... it's like you're the

raising her glass for a toast, "a man who would help a stranger

"To your happiness, Sherilyn."

clinked her glass with Joyce's, grinning. "I'm working on

at Blue Haven, with everyone preparing for

days on set, Sherilyn would return home to find the butler from

as the lady of Blue Haven, Sherilyn couldn't help but take on some

to oversee the arrangements from early morning. Even though she didn't have to do everything herself,

keeping things somewhat manageable.

something more formal, and joined her

saying to the