Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1174

Two days later.

Afternoon.

Gilbert's phone buzzed. It was Sherilyn. When he answered, he could hear both her and their daughter chatting on the other end.

Sherilyn: "It's connected, Jenna. Talk to Daddy."

There was a bit of shuffling, then Jenna's tiny, sweet voice piped up, "Uh...hello? Hello? Daddy, can you hear Jenna?"

Gilbert's lips curled into a wide grin. "Daddy can hear you, Jenna! What do you want to tell Daddy?"

"Daddy," Jenna said, her voice as soft as whipped cream. "Mommy made your favorite roast chicken today! Me and Mommy are waiting for you to come home so we can eat together."

"Roast chicken? Mommy's special recipe?" Gilbert's heart melted instantly. "That already sounds delicious. I'll make sure to come home early, then."

Jenna handed the phone back to her mother. "Mommy, Daddy said he's coming home early!"

Sherilyn laughed as she took the phone. Her voice was gentle and warm, this time directed at Gilbert. "So, can you come home for dinner tonight?"

"I can," Gilbert replied, his chuckle deep and soft. "I'll be off work on time. No business dinners tonight."

"Alright. Jenna and I will wait for you."

"Perfect."

his phone down, glanced at the stack of paperwork in front of him, and dove

later,

it was

"Mr. Nine."

furrowed slightly.

back from Cambodia and landed in

as expected. Gilbert's eyes darkened a

Golden Oak

his older brother earlier, knew he was busy with

"Yes, Mr. Nine."

the report in front of him, Nolan

there's a

escorting her to Golden Oak Manor. Why won't

"She said, either Mr. Johnson comes himself, or you

almost laughed. That was

brother really

calling his brother's number-no answer. He must have

for now and

bro, Caroline's here. I'll take her

his things,

We're