Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 742

Gilbert hesitated for a brief moment before stepping inside, only to find the place eerily empty. Naylor was indeed gone.

"Ha!" A smirk slowly formed on Gilbert's lips, his eyes darkening with a mix of rage and scorn.

Frustration boiled within him, with no outlet for release.

Hiding, are we?

It was clear as day now—it had to be Naylor!

"Pass a message to Naylor for me," Gilbert's eyes shimmered with a dangerous glint as he addressed the butler, "Tell him he can kiss any hope goodbye. No matter what tricks he pulls, I'll never return to the Harrison family!"

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At the hospital, Caroline and Sherilyn arrived one after the other upon hearing about Sylvia's condition.

Given her state, Caroline, who lived nearby, arrived first, wheeled in by her caretaker due to her mobility issues.

"What's going on? How's Grandma doing?"

"She'll be alright," Francis replied, his brow furrowed with concern. "Grandma found out about Gilbert's origins."

Caroline paused, puzzled, "How did that come to light?"

Francis shared the details about the urgent courier, adding, "But we're still in the dark about who's behind it. Gilbert's looking into it."

"I'll go check on Grandma then."

"Alright…"

Sherilyn, coming from further away in Sunset Ridge Community, arrived a tad later. As she reached, Caroline was just leaving the hospital room.

Their paths crossed at the door, exchanging brief glances.

Inside, Sylvia had been medicated and was now genuinely asleep.

When Sherilyn emerged, Francis was still standing guard outside.

"Don't worry too much," he reassured her, "The doctor said Grandma's condition isn't serious. It's good you came to see her. I'll have someone drive you home."

"Thank you, Francis."

As they left the ward for the elevator, surprisingly, Caroline hadn't left yet and was waiting in the elevator lobby.

Upon seeing Sherilyn, a smug smile crept across Caroline's face, gripping the handles of her wheelchair.