Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 455

Over there, the response came swiftly.

"Mr. Johnson, we tried reaching Mr. Francis, but no luck!"

How could that be? Gilbert hesitated, glancing at the people around him.

Leaning close to Sherilyn, he whispered, "Sherilyn, I need to step out for a call."

Sherilyn gave him a curious look, clearly puzzled by the situation, but she didn't ask any questions, simply nodding instead.

"Sure, go ahead."

Gilbert stood up and stepped outside, dialing a number.

The call was picked up quickly.

It was Caroline's agent, "Mr. Johnson."

Gilbert didn't beat around the bush, "What's going on?"

The agent relayed the news, "Caroline just fainted on set!"

Gilbert's brows furrowed in concern, irritation lacing his voice, "Call an ambulance! Why are you calling me?? Do I look like a doctor?"

"Mr. Johnson, don't worry, we're on our way in an ambulance!"

The agent sounded jittery, "But I thought, this matter is quite important; shouldn't we inform you and Mr. Francis about it?"

Gilbert massaged his forehead, trying to suppress his anger, "How is Caroline now?"

"We're not sure yet. But the attending doctor thinks she's just overworked..."

Lately, Caroline had been juggling wedding preparations and rushing to wrap up her projects.

Her body was starting to show the strain.

"Alright, I got it!"

"Mr. Johnson," the agent asked softly, "You'll come over, right?"

Gilbert was noncommittal, simply stating, "I'll get in touch with my brother."

With that, he hung up.

He immediately tried calling Francis Johnson. But just like the agent said, he couldn't get through to his brother.

What was going on?