Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 196

"Huh?" The worry was evident in her dance troupe colleague's eyes as they glanced at Sherilyn. "You okay, Sherilyn? You're looking pale."

"Pale?" Sherilyn touched her face, puzzled.

"Yeah," her colleague teased with a nudge, "pale as a ghost, almost like you've seen one."

A ghost? Sherilyn forced a smile. Indeed, hearing those words from Gilbert was pretty much like an encounter of the spectral kind.

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Meanwhile, Gilbert, phone in hand, chuckled, muttering, "She hung up on me..."

But he couldn't be mad and couldn't afford to be. He put the phone down and carried on with his work. He had plans to visit Francis in the evening and wanted to take Sherilyn along. He needed to wrap things up before that.

Passing the secretary's office, he noticed them enjoying their tea break.

Gilbert walked past, then doubled back, stopping at one young secretary's desk.

"Mr. Johnson," the secretary stuttered, hastily wiping her mouth and standing up.

"Hmm." Gilbert smiled at her.

Instantly, all eyes in the secretary's office were on her. Gilbert had smiled at her! What was going on? Could it be Gilbert had taken a liking to the young secretary?

The thought even crossed the secretary's mind, her cheeks flushing excitedly. Young and wealthy, Gilbert was the secret crush of many in the company. Could she be that lucky? "What is..."

But Gilbert's following words shattered her daydream. He pointed to a brown paper package on her desk. "What's this?"

"This?" The secretary pulled a small round object from the package, "This, Mr. Johnson, is a candy apple coated in sugar."

Gilbert asked again, "Nice, isn't it?"

"Uh? Yes!" she nodded vigorously, "Would you like to try some?"

"I'll pass." Gilbert waved it off, then smiled, "Where did you buy it? Get me a pack, no, make it two."

A pack seemed to contain just a few.