Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Got it!"

With fury boiling inside, Gilbert had no choice but to back down, releasing Sherilyn from the car.

The 'new girlfriend' immediately caught up, tentatively, her hand trembling as she reached out to loop her arm through his. Gilbert glanced down at her, a look that almost smeared her makeup with fear.

But luckily, Gilbert didn't scold her, nor did he push her away!

As they walked ahead, Sherilyn hurried after them, "Gilbert, about what happened earlier, what do you think? Is it a deal?"

"Hmm." Gilbert, hands in his pockets, turned around and lifted his eyelids slightly. "Let me think about it."

With that, he walked away without looking back, arm still entwined with his 'new girlfriend'.

What? This response took Sherilyn by surprise. He needed to think about it? Even when it involved Caroline?

But how long would he take?

Every moment he took to think, Rebecca would suffer another day. If this went on too long, it might even jeopardize her position in the dance troupe. What to do?

"Sherilyn." Unexpectedly, Charles turned back, offering his arm. "Mr. Gilbert means for you to wait inside. Please..."

"Okay, thank you." Sherilyn nodded, seeing this as a glimmer of hope.

She thought so, how could he not care about Caroline? Making her wait, not agreeing immediately was his way of avenging Caroline, making Sherilyn squirm.

...

It was a gala.

The hall was filled with faces Sherilyn recognized, but none that mattered to her.

She found a corner to stay in, occasionally glancing up to see where Gilbert was.

Sherilyn squinted her eyes, focusing on the 'new girlfriend' by his side, who looked somewhat familiar. Maybe from TV? Like Caroline, was she a celebrity?

If she were some heiress, she

wouldn't act so subservient around him. This 'new girlfriend' practically had Mr. Johnson, I'm well-behaved' written across her forehead.

Which celebrity could it be?

With no time for TV or fandoms, she just couldn't recall.

Sherilyn sneakily took out her phone, switched on the camera, zoomed in, and aimed at the 'new girlfriend'.

Click. With the photo taken, she opened an image search.

"There it is!"

Holding her phone, Sherilyn

murmured, "Karol, what a nice name. Just twenty? So young, Mr. Gilbert's really robbing the cradle here..."

So fresh she could be dewy.

Exiting the search, Sherilyn opened social media and typed in Karol.

Turns out, Karol was an artist under Nexus Media Group - Gilbert's own company. A case of keeping it in-house, then.

Though a newcomer, Karol's recent visibility was notable.

She'd overheard Sylvia Johnson mention that Caroline had cut back on work to care for Fran, likely needing to keep her home in mind moving forward.

So, was Karol being groomed by Nexus Media Group to take Caroline's place?

Sherilyn scoffed, "Wouldn't be surprised if the successor ends up being sisters-in-law..."

"What are you muttering about?"

Sherilyn jumped, startled as someone whispered right into her neck!

That could scare her to death.

She jolted up, her phone slipping from her grasp, about to crash to the ground.

The instigator, Mr. Gilbert, swiftly caught the phone with a long reach.

The screen was still lit, displaying... Karol, all about Karol?Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, his mood suddenly brightening.