Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 302

"Hmph!" Adela let out a cold, mocking laugh, her tone light and airy.

"Seriously, you've got some nerve. Spouting such nonsense to me? Who gave you the guts?"

Sherilyn stiffened, her palms sweating. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ferguson, but have you considered Edgar's feelings at all?"

"Shut up!" Adela could no longer maintain her composure. "A dog can't vomit ivory, and you think you're in a position to speak to me?"

Sherilyn winced, pressing her lips tightly together.

She felt it was no longer appropriate for her to stay.

So, she stood up. "I apologize, Mrs. Ferguson... I'll take my leave now."

She gave Adela a slight bow before turning and leaving.

Once she left, Adela squinted her eyes, picked up her phone, and dialed a number. "Alright, it's your move."

The person on the other end responded, and Adela smirked before hanging up.

Watching Sherilyn's retreating figure, she muttered, "You've brought this upon yourself! You refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit. He's my only son, after all!"

...

Walking back from the coffee shop, Sherilyn felt off, her body weak and lacking strength.

What's happening?

Was it because she skipped breakfast and her blood sugar was low?

Before she could ponder further, she stumbled and swayed to the side!

"Ah..." Sherilyn couldn't help but cry out.

"Careful!"

The next second, someone steadied her.

"Thank you." Sherilyn instinctively thanked the stranger, looking up to see a man with mixed heritage features.

But that wasn't the point. The real issue was... this guy clearly had bad intentions!