Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 731

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He said, picking up his phone to display the trending news article, handing it over to Gilbert. "Take a look."

Gilbert skimmed the headline, and his expression immediately darkened.

Opening the photo and seeing the man in it, Gilbert's eyes flashed with a deep, icy fire.

He closed his eyes, trying to suppress his anger.

When he opened them again, he asked Charles, "Is Sherilyn on set?"

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"Yes."

"Stay here and keep an eye on things. If Caroline wakes up and asks for me, tell her my brother needed me... If

she gets too agitated, call the doctor, but make sure she's watched closely." "Yes, Mr. Gilbert."

With that, Gilbert hurried off to the set.

At the set, Sherilyn had just finished her scenes for the day, removing her headdress and hairstyle, preparing to

take off her makeup. "Sherilyn!"

Karol burst in excitedly, "Mr. Johnson's here!"

While speaking, she gave Sherilyn a wink, "Talk to Mr. Johnson, make it right with him, yeah?"

The other colleagues in the makeup room also showed tact, noticing Gilbert's approach and gradually leaving the

room.

Soon, the spacious makeup room was left with just the two of them.

Sherilyn sat at the vanity, watching him approach through the mirror, reaching for a makeup wipe to remove her

heavy makeup. "Done for the day?" Gilbert ccloser, pulling up a chair next to her, idly spinning his phone in

his left hand. "Leaving after you're done?"

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"In a bit," Sherilyn responded, still focused on her reflection as she continued to remove her makeup.

"Sherilyn."

Gilbert couldn't hold back any longer, placing his phone on the table, lighting up the screen with a casual, soft

tone. "Who's this guy?"

Sherilyn paused, glancing at the screen, her tone even lighter than his, "Don't know him." "Don't know him?"

Gilbert echoed, squinting slightly, "He seems to be holding your hand."

Oh. Sherilyn paused, then remembered, Galen had been handing her his business card at that moment.

"It's the angle," Sherilyn said with a light laugh, shaking her head, "We weren't actually holding hands."

Her demeanor was calm and composed, yet it carried an air of indifference, unwilling to elaborate further.