Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mommy?"

Jenna snuggled closer into Sherilyn's embrace, her eyelids growing heavier by the minute, "Have Mr. Johnson and everyone finished dinner yet?" "Not yet, sweetheart."

Sherilyn glanced outside, not wanting to disappoint her little girl.

"Mr. Johnson is still enjoying his wine, taking his time with the meal."

"Oh..." Jenna's eyelids drooped further, "But Mr. Johnson will come, right?"

"Are you getting sleepy, Jenna?"

Sherilyn dodged the question, "Why don't you take a little nap? If Mr. Johnson comes, Mommy will wake you up."

"Okay." Jenna couldn't resist the pull of sleep any longer and burrowed deeper into her mom's arms, "You have to remember to wake me, Mommy."

"I will."

Slowly, Jenna drifted off to sleep. Sherilyn carried her to her room, gently tucking her into bed.

Checking the time, it was already past 8:30 PM.

Sherilyn felt a twinge of unease. Something wasn't right...

If Gilbert had made it back to Sunhaven, knowing him, he would have gotten in touch with her by now.

...

At 10 PM, Sunhaven International Airport.

Rushing through the VIP exit, Gilbert, accompanied by Caroline, hurried out, with Allen Abel close behind.

Phone in hand, he spoke to Charles, "You're in the garage? Alright, we're on our way."

Glancing at Caroline, he said, "Let's head to the garage."

Caroline looked exhausted but nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Once they reached the garage and met up with Charles, Gilbert checked his watch, "How many cars did we bring?"

"Two."

"Okay." Gilbert nodded, then instructed Charles, "You take Caroline to the Johnsons'. Grandma and my brother are waiting for them." "Yes, Mr. Gilbert."

"Gilbert?" Caroline looked puzzled, "Aren't you coming with me?"

Gilbert shook his head, "I've got another matter to attend to."Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"What could possibly be more important..."

"Caroline." Cutting her off, Gilbert hurriedly said, "I'm running late, I need to go."

Leading Allen Abel, he got into another car.

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As they drove off, Caroline stood there, bewildered. On a day like this, what could be more important than

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Suddenly...

Allen, who was driving, his expression changed drastically, "Mr. Gilbert, something's wrong with the car."

"What is it?" Gilbert tensed, instantly on alert.

"The brakes," Allen frowned, "They're not working!"

Abel asked, "The car's been tampered with?"

"It's not just the brakes. The steering wheel's messed up too!"

The car continued to accelerate, heading straight for a wall in the parking garage!

If they hit it, it would be a certain disaster!

"What do we do now?"

"Jump out! Mr. Gilbert, it's the only way!"

Despite the risk, jumping from the speeding car was the best option they had.

"Okay!" Gilbert agreed.

With a nod to each other, they unlocked the doors, swung them open, and leaped out!

Following closely behind, Caroline and Charles came to an abrupt stop.

"What's happening?"

As soon as the car stopped, Caroline rushed out, screaming, "Gilbert!" "Stay back!"

Gilbert shouted just as the car crashed into the wall with a deafening bang!

The force of his jump sent Gilbert

across the ground, a t impact made him flyt

"Gilbert!"

Tears filled Caroline's eyes as she screamed, rushing forward.

"Ms. Bet!" Charles grabbed her, urgently saying, "It's too dangerous!

Gt wouldn't want you risking

yourself for him!" Content,

Landing hard, Gilbert felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, nearly blacking out from the intensity.

Instinctively, he reached back, feeling a sticky warmth. The unmistakable scent of iron filled his nostrils...

Blood!