Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 613

Sherilyn frowned, remaining silent.

Karol, ever the chatterbox, couldn't contain herself. "Did you hear? Caroline suddenly vanished off the face of the earth, and the managers over at Nexus Media Group are losing their minds. They were grooming her to be the next big thing...Sherilyn, this could be our shot!"

Sherilyn's silence deepened, her brow furrowing even more.

So, Nexus Media Group is investing on the fly? What in the world is Gilbert up to?

Across the room, Gilbert's gaze cut through the crowd, landing squarely on Sherilyn. She looked better today, probably because Jenna hadn't given her a hard time last night.

Caleb called out to Gilbert, "Mr. Johnson, would you like to take a seat...?"

"No, thanks." Gilbert waved him off with a smile, "I'm just a bystander here, wouldn't want to meddle."

Glancing at his watch, he said, "It's getting late, and you all have been working hard. I've ordered some afternoon tea for everyone, take a break."

With that, he glanced at Charles.

Charles, understanding the cue, went to open the door. A line of delivery folks had already arrived, carrying boxes inside.

To everyone's surprise, it was an assortment of treats from the Crimson Table.

Caleb thanked him with a smile, "Mr. Johnson, that's very generous of you."

"It's the least I could do,"

Gilbert replied with a light chuckle, "You're all making money for Nexus Media Group. It's hard work, especially for you, Mr. Marshall. I appreciate it."

"Mr. Johnson, it's all in a day's work..."

Checking his watch again, Gilbert said, "Mr. Marshall, I think we'll call it a day. Sorry for the interruption, but I'd like to take someone with me."

"Huh?" Caleb was caught off guard, his eyes still on the sweets from Crimson Table.

Standing at full attention, he asked, "Mr. Johnson, who would you like to accompany you?"

"Over there." Gilbert's gaze shifted, landing on Sherilyn in the corner.

He strode over to Sherilyn with ease.

"Sherilyn..." Karol swallowed nervously, "Mr. Johnson is coming this way! He's actually here for us!"

Sherilyn, however, frowned, her gaze lowered.

Stopping in front of her, Gilbert's smile was gentle, "Let's go, I've already spoken to Mr. Marshall."