Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 238

Tonight was the kick-off meeting for the new movie project. The production company behind this venture? None other than the Johnson Group's Nexus Media Group. Gilbert's attendance was a given.

His presence was merely for appearances. The nitty-gritty was for the producers to handle. So, I found a quiet corner, planning to make a quick exit, but little did I know, I was about to witness quite the drama unfold.

Gilbert, tall and commanding, didn't so much as glance at Vincent as he strode in, his gaze fixed on Sherilyn. His expression was a mix of emotions. What was he supposed to say? Just a few days apart, and she had landed herself in this mess?

Sherilyn watched him approach, her mind a blank slate, as if she knew him but also didn't. Her breath came in short gasps.

"Ah," Gilbert let out a dramatic sigh and rubbed his forehead. "Feeling a bit dizzy, I need to step out."

"Of course." Vincent didn't hesitate. "Mr. Johnson, let me walk you out..."

"No need." Gilbert waved him off, nodding towards Sherilyn, "She'll do."

That set the room abuzz. Mr. Gilbert had his sights set on her? What else was there to say? Vincent, without missing a beat, nudged Sherilyn, "Didn't you hear Mr. Johnson? Hurry up."

Even Caleb couldn't intervene. Sherilyn had stirred up enough trouble for one evening. Angering Gilbert could mean not just the end of her career in showbiz but struggling to get by in Sunhaven.

"What are you dawdling for?" Gilbert caught her wrist—the one that was bleeding profusely—and led her out of the private room.

Behind them, Blake was sweating bullets, "Mr. Marshall, do you think Sherilyn will be okay?"