Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

After wrapping things up, Gilbert grabbed his bag and headed towards the dance studio.

Fortunately, he was the big boss, so he didn't have to clock in and out like Sherilyn.

Inside the dance studio.

After Sherilyn clocked in, she wasn't in such a hurry anymore, making it just in the nick of time, with two seconds to spare.

Now, she was leisurely changing her clothes in the locker room.

It wasn't the weekend, so the junior classes had no morning lessons. It was their free time.

"Sherilyn."

Someone called her from the locker room door.

"Someone's looking for you at the east side door."

"Alright, thanks!" Sherilyn responded, thanked the messenger, and got up to head to the east side door, wondering who it could be.

The east side door was a staff entrance, usually unknown to outsiders. Could it be someone she knew?

After locking her locker, she headed towards the east side door.

Gilbert missed her by a hair, arriving at the locker room door just as he bumped into Rebecca.

"Could you find Sherilyn for me?"

But when Rebecca checked, she said, "Sherilyn's not here. A colleague said someone was looking for her at the east side door."

"Okay, thanks." Gilbert smiled at Rebecca and turned to leave.

Rebecca was momentarily stunned, thinking... Wow, this Mr. Johnson sure is a looker, especially when he smiles, quite charming indeed. It made sense why Sherilyn would be so entangled with him.

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Sherilyn craned her neck, looking around. Who was it that was looking for her?

She didn't see anyone. But what was with that van parked there? Looked like it hadn't been washed in days, covered in a thick layer of dust. Then, Sherilyn noticed... the van had no license plate!

Not good!

Sherilyn sensed danger and turned to run.

Just then, the van door swung open, and a man in his twenties stepped out, grabbing Sherilyn.

"Let... mmm..." Before she could scream, her mouth was covered.

The man was strong, his body all muscle, easily lifting Sherilyn into the van.

"Stuff her mouth!"

There was someone else in the van - a woman!

The woman shoved a cloth into Sherilyn's mouth and tossed a rope, "Tie her up!"

Then, the woman took the driver's seat and started the van.

As the van drove off, the man closed the door.

In that moment, Sherilyn saw Gilbert running towards her, and he saw her too!

"Sherilyn!"

"Mmm!"

Sherilyn saw him running

desperately towards her,

instinctively trying to respond, her

body lurching towards the van door. But her shoulder was grabbed tightly.

The man who tied her up glared at her fiercely. "Stay put! You can't escape! No one can save you!"

"Thinking of running? Hilarious!" The woman in the driver's seat floored it, speeding up the van.

"Sherilyn!"

Gilbert, with all his might, chased after the van, watching helplessly as Sherilyn was taken away. But he didn't stop, not even to think.

Just like that, running on sheer willpower after the van.

While running, he fished out his

phone and dialed a number, "Where

are you? Get back here! I'm atret

dance studio's east side door, hurry!"

He was calling a colleague who had just delivered some sandwiches, probably not far away, the closest ally he had!

After hanging up, Gilbert pushed himself to the max, gritting his teeth as he chased after the van.

"Sherilyn! Don't be scared! Ah...

Inside the van, the man was stunned. "Is this guy still chasing? How can he run like that?"

Not just him, Sherilyn was equally

surprised. Could Gilbert really keep up? But seeing him grimacing, it was clea he wasn't having an easy time...

How much longer could he hold on? How much longer would he?