Whispers Turn

Chapter 195 

“What choice do I have?” Gilbert’s tone was a mix of helplessness and indulgence, “She loves to dance. If I stop her from dancing, she’ll be upset. If she wants to dance, why not find the best place?” 

It made sense. 

Sylvia couldn’t help but admire, “You have thought this through.” 

She looked sideways at Gilbert. “So, you’re serious about Sherilyn, huh?” 

“Grandma,” Gilbert looked surprised. “What, you thought I was just fooling 

around?” 

“Oh.” Sylvia sighed and nodded, “Fine then, as long as you don’t hurt Sherilyn, I won’t meddle in how you pursue her. It’s all up to you now.” 

“Thanks, Grandma,” Gilbert smiled. “I’m planning to wait for Sherilyn to return to go with her to…” 

His eyes grew darker as he went on, “Find a time when Caroline isn’t around.” 

The tension between the two women was no secret. 

“You’re right to think that way.” Sylvia lowered her voice, advising him. “No matter what happens with you and Sherilyn, you’ve got to respect Caroline. She’s had tough years.” 

Sylvia sighed, “That lost child is Caroline’s Achilles‘ heel.” 

They could forgive Sherilyn’s past mistakes, but it wouldn’t be easy for Caroline, the wronged party. Though Caroline claimed to have moved on, Gilbert could sense that she still resented Sherilyn deep down. 

“Grandma, I understand.” Gilbert’s voice was heavy, “Don’t worry. I’ll handle it. Now, Grandma, you should finish your soup before it gets cold.” 

Sylvia agreed, “Eh, alright.” 

Outside, Caroline held her breath, tiptoeing away. Her face was pale, her mind 

in turmoil. 

Caroline pondered, ‘So, the reason Gilbert made it hard for Sherilyn to find a job was to get her into Daphne’s dance troupe! And what is it about pursuing 

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Chapter 195 

Sherilyn? Doesn’t Gilbert hate Sherilyn? Hasn’t he said he’d never forgive Sherilyn? How have things changed? What has gone wrong?‘ 

Sherilyn returned two days later, alongside Daphne. New to the troupe, she hadn’t got any performances yet. Daphne had brought her along to help her get familiar with the troupe’s members, setup, and workflow. They had traveled by train, all arranged by Daphne’s assistant. 

Just as Sherilyn settled into her seat, her phone rang. It was Gilbert. 

“Hello?” Sherilyn swiped to answer. 

“Back in town?” Gilbert’s voice was casually affectionate, “What time will you be at the station? I’ll have David pick you up and bring you to the office.” 

To the office? 

Sherilyn frowned. “Is something up? What’s it about?” 

“Ah,” Gilbert played coy. “You’ll find out when you get here. Don’t worry, it’s good news.” 

“I can make it.” Due to the dance troupe thing, Sherilyn was somewhat polite to Gilbert. “But there’s no need for David. I’ll come on my own.” 

“Come on,” Gilbert grumbled, “Why refuse a ride?” 

“Don’t rush me.” Seeing Gilbert on the verge of irritation, Sherilyn quickly explained, “I have colleagues with me. Your car is too flashy. I’m new to the troupe and already got in through connections. I don’t want to draw more 

attention.” 

“I see… Okay then.” Considering her wish to stay under the radar, Gilbert agreed, “If you want to keep it low–key, I’ll respect that.” 

He chuckled, asking Sherilyn, “Sherilyn, do you like it when I listen to you like this?” 

What kind of question was that? Sherilyn was so startled that she immediately hung up.