Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158 

She was at a loss for words, unsure of what to say, 

Who could have imagined that after undergoing surgery and during the recovery period, Gilbert’s feelings would undergo such a drastic 

transformation? 

Although Gilbert hadn’t received any promises or assurances from Sylvia, he felt somewhat relieved. After all, he was her blood grandson. It didn’t make sense for Sylvia to side with Edgar, a complete outsider! 

But that wasn’t enough to ease his worries. What troubled him more at the moment was Sherilyn’s attitude. 

Gilbert thought, ‘Sherilyn has rejected me. Is Edgar that much better than me?‘ That was something he would never admit. 

If Sherilyn didn’t want to, he was convinced he could change her mind! 

In the evening, as soon as Sherilyn arrived at Neon Nights Bar, she was summoned to the office by Colin. 

“Colin.” Sherilyn still had her backpack over her shoulder, “What’s up? I need to get to rehearsal. Today, we’re working on a new dance number…” 

“Sherilyn.” Colin waved his hands, his expression troubled. 

“About tonight… you won’t be performing.” 

Sherilyn was shocked. “Why? Did I do something wrong?” 

That didn’t seem right. Since Sherilyn had started at Neon Nights Bar, she had followed all of Colin’s instructions, and he had never shown any 

dissatisfaction. 

“Ah…” Colin sighed deeply, shaking his head. “No, no, you’ve been doing great.” Thanks to Sherilyn, Neon Nights Bar had seen a significant increase in 

business, which was plain for anyone to see. 

“So, why then?” Sherilyn was puzzled but had a bad feeling about what was 

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coming next. 

“It’s Mr. Gilbert.” Sure enough, Colin uttered those words. 

It was Gilbert! 

“He…” Sherilyn’s heart sank. “Why would he do this?” 

“Well…” Colin gave a helpless chuckle. “Mr. Gilbert doesn’t explain his reasons 

to us, does he? He just ordered that starting today, you’re not allowed to 

dance anymore.” 

Sherilyn’s shoulders slumped, her complexion turning pale. 

“Sherilyn.” Colin looked puzzled, “He didn’t tell you about this?” 

“No.” Sherilyn shook her head slowly. 

Why would he tell her about something that would cut off her livelihood? 

“How could that be?” Colin muttered, “That doesn’t seem right. Mr. Gilbert dotes on you so much.” 

He laughed nervously. He was afraid of Gilbert. Losing Sherilyn as a dancer was a miserable loss for Neon Nights Bar, but Gilbert was someone he couldn’t afford to offend.