Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 296

"Mr. Gilbert..." Charles frowned, a trace of concern in his voice. "Was that a gunshot?"

Yes!

Gilbert nodded sharply. The sound had come from backstage. This was bad—Sherilyn was back there!

Without hesitation, he swung open the door of their private box.

"Mr. Gilbert!"

Charles was right on his heels.

In just a minute or two, the theater had descended into chaos. Faces painted with horror, people were rushing toward the exits!

"Everybody, stay calm!"

"Please, everyone, remain calm!"

Theater security was doing their best to maintain order, but the situation was spiraling out of control.

In the midst of the turmoil, a stampede had already started!

Amidst the chaos, Gilbert was pushing his way inward.

"Mr. Gilbert!" Charles grabbed him. "Where are you going?"

"What do you think?" Gilbert shot him a look. "Sherilyn's in there!"

Saying so, he moved to go deeper in.

"Mr. Gilbert!" But Charles held him back, shaking his head insistently. "No! It's chaos up ahead—it could be a riot for all we know!"

Riots in Crestwood, though not a daily occurrence, were certainly not unheard of!

"So what?"

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, as if asking if Charles was really unaware.

He shrugged off Charles. "Exactly why I need to go in!"

"Mr. Gilbert..."

"Don't follow me!" Gilbert cut him off. "We can't both get caught up in this! Someone needs to be outside to coordinate! You wait for me outside, I'll bring Sherilyn out!"

"Mr. Gilbert!"

Charles wanted to protest, but Gilbert was already running off.

Charles clenched his teeth. Unable to stop him, what else could he do? He had to follow Gilbert's orders.

But making it backstage wasn't going to be easy for Gilbert.

He was facing a human current, all moving towards the exits, making his journey upstream all the more challenging.

"Excuse me, pardon me!"