Whispers Turn

Chapter 232 

As brothers, Derek knew he had to give Gilbert a heads–up about what happened to Sherilyn. 

After explaining everything, he asked, “So, what’s your plan?” 

After a brief silence, Gilbert scoffed, “Why should I care? Isn’t Edgar handling 

it?” 

He’s her ex now. It’s time he knew his place. 

“Man.” Derek sighed deeply, admitting, “Even if my mom steps in, I doubt it’ll do much good.” 

Edgar returned to Serenity Street. 

“Sherilyn…” 

As the door swung open, Sherilyn looked surprised. Why was he back so 

soon? 

“Don’t be upset.” Edgar comforted her. 

His handsome features were bathed in the warm glow of the hallway’s orange light, creating a soft halo around him. “I’m working on finding a solution for you.” 

He briefly mentioned how Derek’s mom and Daphne might have a connection that could help, “Maybe, all hope isn’t lost.” 

Sherilyn was momentarily stunned. 

He had left just a while ago to find a solution for her? 

Regardless of the outcome, his gesture alone was enough to lift her spirits. She couldn’t turn him away. 

Sherilyn smiled slightly, “Have you eaten?” 

“Uh?” Edgar was taken aback for a moment before shaking his head. “No… I was about to ask you the same.” 

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“Then let me treat you to dinner. Just give me a moment…” 

Sherilyn turned around to grab her bag and lock the door. “But, I can’t afford anything fancy… Don’t hold it against me.” 

“Why would I? Do you think I’m that kind of person?” 

She knew he wasn’t; otherwise, she wouldn’t dare to offer. 

Serenity Street was a quaint reflection of old Sunhaven, far from fashionable yet brimming with life. 

Sherilyn took Edgar to a cozy bistro. 

This was the most upscale restaurant she had visited since returning to Sunhaven. Considering Edgar’s background, she felt embarrassed to invite him to anything cheaper. 

They settled into a booth and ordered. 

“I’ve heard the food here is amazing.” Sherilyn whispered, “I usually don’t dare to eat much… with dancing and all.” 

Especially recently, to stay in peak condition, she had been limiting herself. 

“Today, I’m going all out.” Her voice carried a youthful cheer. 

Edgar couldn’t help but laugh. “You’ve made me hungry now.” 

He removed his suit jacket and draped it over his chair back, revealing his dress shirt underneath. 

Sherilyn’s gaze lingered for a moment, her lips curving into a smile. 

Edgar was wearing the shirt she had made for him. 

“Does it fit well?” she inquired. 

“Perfectly,” Edgar lifted his arm slightly. “You didn’t even measure me, yet it fits so well.” 

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Sherilyn smiled modestly, “Learned from my grandma. It might not be spot–on, but I can usually get it right.” 

She added, “Though, the material isn’t top–notch.” 

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“Not at all,” Edgar disagreed, feeling the sleeve. “It’s very comfortable. Very skin–friendly.” 

Her handiwork, every stitch filled with her care, was something no luxury fabric 

could match. 

“As long as you like it.” Sherilyn nodded, her eyes sparkling with joy. 

Her efforts being appreciated was more than enough reason to be happy.