Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

CHAPTER 178

Sherilyn bit her lip, wrestling with her thoughts. She knew following Daphne meant walking down the road to success. Who would want to dance in a seedy nightclub when they could perform on a prestigious stage? But without connections, and if it weren’t for Gilbert, she wouldn’t have had a chance at the dance troupe.

It was about her career. And she couldn’t turn down such a golden. opportunity. But that opportunity was given by Gilbert among all people! Why? Why would someone who never noticed her suddenly offer her this immense kindness? She should be grateful. But what about the past four years?

Taking a deep breath, Sherilyn clenched her fists. “Thank you.”

“It’s no big deal,” Gilbert said with a casual smile, “Don’t mention it…”

Finally, after so long, he had managed to get a word of thanks from Sherilyn.

“But.” Before he could enjoy the moment, Sherilyn said with a pale face, “I appreciate it, but that doesn’t mean I’ll agree to your terms. I’m standing my ground. We’re over.”

It was like a bucket of icy water was pouring over him. Gilbert felt his heart chill. “Why?”

“Do you not know?” Sherilyn lowered her gaze, the streetlight casting a melancholy shadow over her.

Suddenly, Gilbert felt a tightness in his chest. With barely parted lips, he asked, “Are you holding onto those four years?”

“Shouldn’t I?” Sherilyn countered.

“Something from four years ago…” Gilbert frowned, his gaze darkening. “Fran was in a critical condition, in a coma. The doctors said his chances of waking up were slim. Caroline was carrying his only child!”

Francis was like a father and a brother to him. Without Francis, there wouldn’t

be him!

He didn’t care about getting hurt but couldn’t bear to see Francis suffer. If it

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were possible, he wished it had been him in that coma years ago.

Sherilyn understood his reasoning but couldn’t fathom why he wouldn’t believe her. She almost blurted out, “Do you trust Caroline that much?”

But she stopped herself just in time.

“What about me?” Gilbert pressed, “What are you trying to say?”

Sherilyn shook her head, deciding to let it go. He didn’t believe her four years. ago, and why would he at the moment? Especially four years ago, when Caroline was in a pool of blood and Sherilyn was standing upstairs.

She took a step back, changing the subject. “Remember you asked me how I knew about you ‘blacklisting‘ me?”

“Hmm?” Gilbert raised an eyebrow. “Which agency manager told–you?”

“None.” Sherilyn pursed her lips, releasing a name, “Caroline told me.” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

What? Gilbert paused, surprised. How did she know?

“Let’s go.” Sherilyn had said what she wanted, and what he did with that information was up to him. She wasn’t the same naive girl anymore and wouldn’t make a scene over every little thing. Even when she was in the right, it always ended up like she was causing trouble.

After dropping Sherilyn off, Gilbert sat in his car, pondering their conversation.

He scrolled through his phone’s call log, finding nothing amiss. Quickly, he opened an app, logged in, and restored all the deleted call logs after a few taps. His gaze darkened.

He picked up his phone, scrolled to Caroline’s number, and dialed.