Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1205

Chapter 1205

Galen waved as he headed for the door. "Alright, I'm off. No need to see me out, sis-it's too hot outside."

"Okay," Sherilyn replied.

Once her brother was gone, Sherilyn still had one more thing to take care of before the day was over.

Two days ago, Director Blake had called to let her know the entire crew had wrapped filming, and the wrap party was set for tonight.

As she changed in her walk-in closet, her phone buzzed with a call from Gilbert.

"Hi," she answered quickly.

His voice was warm as always. "Heading to the wrap party soon?"

"Yeah."

"Where is it?"

"Sunset Quay," Sherilyn replied. "On Mr. Michael's private yacht."

"When do you think you'll be done?"

"How should I know?" She was already dressed, sitting at her vanity to do her makeup. "These kinds of parties never have a set end time."

"Fair point," Gilbert said. "Just give me a call when you're finished, and I'll come pick you up."

even need to call? Isn't Candida going

"It's not the same."

you'll be my wife

others—they're there to look out for you,

brow and shrugged, unable to keep the smile

a rare night out, make sure you have fun with your friends. Don't

"Will do."

settled in for the

...

time she arrived, the sun was spilling across the water in gold and orange, casting a

breeze met her as she stepped out, taking the edge off the

belonged to Michael-Caleb Marshall's go-to leading man-who'd generously offered it

had seen everyone

swept into a whirl of greetings, laughter, and catching

book, lively from the start and growing only more so as dusk

and Michael were at the center of it all, shadowing Blake and Caleb, barely

crew's manager called out, "Buffet's open! Help

Mr. Marshall for hosting!" Sherilyn finally got a chance to breathe and take a

she

her a plate

her hands.

"Thanks, Naomi."

eating,

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