Whispers Turn

Chapter 284 

Charles quickly approached, unfurling a rain cover to shield her from the pelting rain. With no time to waste, the two worked in silent harmony, helping Sherilyn onto the helicopter. The cabin door shut firmly behind them. 

“Mr. Gilbert, I’ll take the controls.” 

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Gilbert had piloted the helicopter on their way here, but now, with Sherilyn in his arms, he was occupied. 

As the helicopter took off again, heading back to the city, Gilbert looked down at Sherilyn and softly moved a damp strand of hair from her forehead, whispering, “We’ll be at the hospital soon.” 

The stormy night rendered even the emergency room’s usually bustling halls eerily silent. Suddenly, the automatic doors swung open. 

“Doctor! Quick!” 

“Nurse!” 

“Right here!” 

“Rush her to the ER! Call the doctor!” 

Meanwhile, Edgar was stuck in traffic. Despite his pleas, the traffic cop wouldn’t budge. He was on the phone, pulling strings, trying to find a way through. Worried sick about Sherilyn, he couldn’t just wait. Since she had blocked his number, he used a different one to call her. 

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After a brief ring, the call connected. 

“Sherilyn!” Edgar’s voice was tight with concern. “How are you? Is it bad? Have you…” 

“Um…” 

However, it was a stranger’s voice that replied. It was Rebecca, puzzled by the unfamiliar -number. “Are you a friend of Sherilyn’s? She left her phone here in her room.” 

“And where is she?” 

“She’s been taken to the hospital…” 

Rebecca remembered. “She was rushed to Ironforge General.” 

Right? 

“Thank you!” 

Edgar hung up in a hurry. Just then, the officer signaled him, “You can go through now!” 

“Thank you!” 

Edgar jumped into his car, speeding towards Ironforge General. Rebecca, still holding the phone, mumbled to herself, “Who was that?” As for the guy who arrived with Sherilyn in the helicopter, she had no clue. But it didn’t matter; as long as Sherilyn knew them, that was good enough. 

At the hospital. Sherilyn had been moved out of the emergency room and was now in a private observation room, receiving IV fluids. After the nurse had finished setting up the IV, she glanced at Gilbert, offering words of comfort, “She’s stable now. Given the weather, you wouldn’t want any delays.” 

“Thank you.” 

Gilbert nodded, “Thank you.” 

“No problem, just call if you need anything.” 

“Will do.” 

Gilbert stayed by the bed, watching Sherilyn sleep peacefully. He finally began to calm 

down. 

“You scared me…” 

“Mr. Gilbert.” 

The door abruptly opened, and Charles stepped in. Knowing he had matters to discuss, Gilbert stood, whispering towards Sherilyn, “I’ll step out for a moment, be right back.” 

Of course, she couldn’t respond in her sleep. Outside, hands in his pockets, Gilbert inquired, “What did you find?” 

Indeed, Charles had been investigating the cause of Sherilyn’s sudden stomach pain. There was no particular reason; he simply wanted to know why she fell ill. However, Charles had unexpectedly unearthed something significant. 

“Tonight, Sherilyn had dinner with her group, and she shared her room with Rebecca. They ate the same things, maybe swapping a dish or two.” 

Their meal came from the hotel’s restaurant. 

“Sherilyn was the only one with stomach pain? 

“Yes,” Charles nodded, a slight smirk forming. A girl named Hannah passed her a glass of juice. Apparently, this Hannah has been targeting Sherilyn.” 

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Gilbert’s gaze darkened instantly. “So, she tampered with the juice.” 

His tone was conclusive, not interrogative.