Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

“Sherilyn!” Colin came bounding in again at the backstage, all smiles. He was initially. disappointed because Gilbert hadn’t shown up. But, even though Gilbert wasn’t there, his midnight snack offering sure was!

“Colin, what’s up?” Sherilyn chuckled, standing up.

“Hold on a sec.” Colin waved her off with a smile, gesturing to open all the lounge’s doors, and called out to the people at the entrance, “Come on in. Bring them here.”

About seven or eight people walked in as Colin finished speaking, each carrying something.

Still grinning, Colin directed them. “Put it on the big table in the middle.”

The big table in the middle of the makeup room was for meals, drinks, and sometimes, even for listening to Colin’s pep talks.

The group, clearly delivery guys from their attire, set down their loads.

“Sherilyn, what’s Colin up to?” The colleagues huddled around Sherilyn, whispering among themselves.

Sherilyn shook her head, confessing, “I’m as clueless as you are.” NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

When the deliveries were unpacked, showcasing the logo of the Scarlet Snail Restaurant.

“It’s desserts from the Scarlet Snail!”

“Really! Colin’s splurging?”

Once everything was on the table and the delivery guys had left, Colin clapped his hands, addressing everyone, “Ladies, desserts from the Scarlet Snail, one for each!”

“Wow!” Applause broke out in unison.

“Thanks, Colin!”

“Colin, you went all out.”

“No

worries.” Colin waved it off, his gaze lingering on Sherilyn meaningfully, “Don’t thank me. Thank Sherilyn. Mr. Gilbert sent these over for Sherilyn to share with

“Wow, Sherilyn, you’ve got it going!”

“Yeah, we’re basking in your glory here.”

“We won’t hold back then!”

“Thanks, Sherilyn!”

While dealing with her colleagues‘ teasing, Sherilyn’s smile grew stiff.

everyone!”

“Sherilyn.” Colin approached her with his smile unwavering. “Mr. Gilbert might not be here, but his gesture hasn’t missed a beat. You know what I mean.”

Sherilyn pressed her lips together. “Yeah, I got it.”

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With other matters to attend to, Colin didn’t linger. “Go on, have some. Mr. Gilbert got them for you. Don’t let them have all the fun!”

“Sure.” Sherilyn’s smile vanished as soon as Colin left, and she wondered, ‘What is Gilbert thinking? Could he be interested in a dancer? Does Caroline know Gilbert’s doing this? Isn’t he afraid of Caroline getting jealous? When he finds out about me, would he feel played?”

She felt troubled and didn’t want to touch the desserts.

Sherilyn got up and headed for the washroom. Just then, she bumped into a familiar face. Edgar had snuck in. It remained unlocked, though it was the Neon Nights Bar’s staff corridor.

He wasn’t sure why he came, just curious how S would feel about that his cousin had sent a midnight snack to her on behalf of Gilbert. Would she be pleased that Gilbert had paid her so much attention?

“You…” Sherilyn blinked. “Lost looking for the washroom again?”

“No, not really.” Edgar hadn’t expected to bump into her so soon.

He glanced into the lounge, where everyone shared the Scarlet Snail’s desserts. He stuttered, “You aren’t having any?”

“What?” Sherilyn paused, then realized what he meant. “Oh, the midnight snack. There’s nothing I like, so I’ll pass.”

Edgar’s eyes brightened, his lips curving into a smile. She said she was not interested, huh?

That could mean two things. Either S genuinely didn’t find the desserts appealing, or she wasn’t fond of the person who sent them. Either way, it was good news for him.