Whispers Turn

Sherilyn nodded eagerly “Appreciate it, thank you.” 

Blake smiled it away No worries 

With that good news, Sherilyn walked away, her steps light with joy. The happiness carried her through the evening and to the Neon Nights Bar 

After a long day of work, Charles came in with some concrete information for Gilbert. “Mr. Gilbert, Sherilyn she’s living on Serenity Street” 

As soon as he finished, he saw Gilbert’s face turn as dark as a storm cloud. 

“Huh” Gilbert let out a short, amused chuckle. That was ridiculously interesting. 

Tve sent the exact address to your phone,” Charles said, swallowing hard, not daring to meet his gaze. 

“Okay.” Gilbert picked up his phone, ready to check. 

Just then, his phone rang. It was Yates calling. 

Gilbert answered the call. “Hello?” 

“Mr. Gilbert” Yates teased, “Where are you at? Coming to Neon Nights Bar tonight?” 

“Not tonight” Gilbert wasn’t in the mood as he had more pressing matters to attend to! Yates didn’t give up. “Come on, I heard that Mr. Gilbert has been…” 

Not in the mood for his nonsense, Gilbert cut Yates off, “I’m busy, really not coming. That’s it” 

With that, he hung up. 

Looking up at Charles, he said, “Tell the driver to take the night off. I’ll drive myself.” 

“Okay, Mr. Gilbert. Charles figured Gilbert was planning to go for Sherilyn himself. 

As expected, Gilbert grabbed his car keys, took the elevator from the lounge to the underground garage, and drove straight to Serenity Street. 

Just like the other night, his car passed Twilight Trail and got stuck at the entrance of a narrow alley. There was no way to drive through. Gilbert got out of the car and walked on. Following the address Charles had given him, he found Sherilyn’s place. 

This is it?‘ Gilbert couldn’t believe it, wondering if people would live in such a rundown apartment building with no elevator, dark hallways, and a musty smell. 

Standing at the door, Gilbert hesitated, then, fueled by anger, he knocked. But after a long 

while, there was no answer. Reluctantly, Gilbert gave up and tried calling her instead. No 

one answered. 

Frowning, Gilbert felt a wave of irritation, “Sherilyn! You better have a good explanation for 

this!” 

At the Neon Nights Bar, Yates and Derek sat opposite each other, Edgar to the side. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Interesting, we show up, and Mr. Gilbert decides to skip out?” 

“Probably, he doesn’t want to be the butt of our jokes. Ha ha…” 

Not following, Edgar couldn’t help but ask, “Why would he be worried about that?” 

“Boy, you’re out of the loop.” Yates glanced at Edgar. “Gilbert has been taken with a lady recently, practically head over heels.” 

“Really?” Edgar’s interest was piqued, “Who is it?” 

“Right there.” Derek pointed toward the stage, “That’s Ms. S.” 

Edgar’s gaze dimmed for a moment. Thankfully, the dim lighting hid the change in his expression. 

After a pause, Edgar smiled. “Doesn’t Gilbert have someone he loves?” 

“What’s the use of loving someone?” Yates shook his head, “After all these years, their statuses just don’t align. It’s impossible.” 

“Jeez.” Derek sighed. After all, they were happy for Gilbert. After so many years, someone finally could catch his eye. It was better than pining after Caroline forever. 

The two exchanged a look. “Gilbert’s not here, and we should look out for this lady on his behalf, right?” 

“Right.” Yates nodded solemnly and picked up his phone. “Yeah, send something over. Right, in Mr. Gilbert’s name.”