Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176 

Daphne lifted her gaze, taking a good, long look at the girl standing before her, from head to toe, very carefully. 

Sherilyn just stood there, not showing the slightest discomfort. Daphne slightly curved her lips, her expression steady, as she stared at Sherilyn’s face. “Wearing makeup?” 

“Yes.” Sherilyn nodded. She had gone out job hunting. Naturally, she had put on makeup. 

“Go and remove it.” Daphne pointed toward the nearby bathroom, “There’s makeup remover in there. Clean it all off.” 

Sherilyn said, “Okay, Ms. Hansen.” 

Gilbert settled on the couch, deciding it was between them, not his place to interfere. 

Soon, Sherilyn emerged, her face still damp from removing the makeup. “Ms. Hansen, it’s all off.” 

“Come here.” Daphne gestured for Sherilyn to come closer, “Sit.” 

She patted the spot beside her. 

Sherilyn took a few steps and obediently sat down. 

Daphne raised her hand, asking, “May I touch your face?” 

“Of course.” Sherilyn didn’t mind. 

“Good.” Daphne raised her hand, gently tracing Sherilyn’s features with her fingertips, pressing slightly, not just feeling her face.. 

Gilbert watched, frowning. What was with the face touching? Eh! Derek didn’t even mention it. He had never even examined Sherilyn’s face that closely! 

Luckily, Daphne soon withdrew her hand. With a smile, she looked satisfied. and said, “Good, no plastic surgery.” 

“Yes.” Sherilyn smiled, nodding. “I got my looks from my mom. 

“Remember that.” Daphne nodded, advising, “Don’t think of having plastic 

surgery on your face if you want to dance with me. Keep it natural.” 

“Okay.” Sherilyn nodded, but then it hit her, “Ms. Hansen, what did you say?” 

Had she heard it wrong? Did Daphne say, ‘Dance with me‘? Was it what she thought it meant? 

“Oh, I spoke too soon.” After saying that, Daphne stood up. “Come on, let’s head to the studio. Show me what you’ve got.” 

“Sure, Ms. Hansen.” Sherilyn took a deep breath. 

She hadn’t brought her dancewear, dancing in her clothes. She performed Martha Graham’s signature piece, “Appalachian Spring.” 

Even without changing, her performance wasn’t affected in the slightest.