Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Yes, yes

Colm nodded nervously, dreading that Gilbert’s next words would be a demand to see Sherilyn. What would he do then?

But Gilbert merely waved his hand dismissively. “Alright, off you go.”

“Uh, okay.”

Colin turned around, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. What was that all about? Just a question and nothing more?

He couldn’t fathom what Gilbert’s intentions towards Sherilyn were. Shaking his head, he

left.

Entering the dressing room, he relayed the message to Sherilyn, “Mr. Gilbert’s here, at his usual spot.*

“What?” Sherilyn paused, frowning slightly.

He’s here again? What does he want now?

Colin sighed, “No clue what’s up with Mr. Gilbert. Just be careful, okay?”

“Alright, I will.” Sherilyn nodded, standing up. It was her time to go on stage.

Everything seemed normal.

Sherilyn performed as usual until she came off stage and went back to the dressing room to remove her makeup; all was calm.

She thought, perhaps Gilbert was just here for socializing.

After all, hadn’t he often come before?

After changing out of her costume, she could hear a commotion outside, as if someone was arguing.

Could it be Gilbert? No, there seemed to be a shrill female voice.

Sherilyn finished changing and opened the door. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Out of my way! I’m going to tear that home–wrecker apart today!” It was a woman’s voice, so piercingly loud it could burst eardrums.

“Hey! You can’t go in there!”

“Quick! Stop her!”

“Back off!”

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Before the could fish, the gut raised her arm and dapet Stently acres

Sherlyn, caught off guard took the ft squarely covering her face her brow Sighty

She glared at the gir

You dare glare at me?

The gin, chins raised scoffed) What? Doesnt a shameless woman like you desene to

Sherlyn fet darkness closing in

“Sherlyn. Colin entered, standing behind the girl, gesturing franticaly and mouthing something

Mc Smith?

She could just make out those words

Sherilyn was bewildered. Mr. Smith? But wasn’t Wh. Smith a divorced bachelor? Morenver this girl was too young to be Mr. Smith’s wife

“Sherlyn” The girl answered her confusion

Pointing at her nose, she spoke with a commanding tone. Tim waning you stay away from my dad! You are just a whore, everyone’s plaything! How dare you act al innocenc eyeing my dad’s cash and cout? My dad might be fooled, but I’m not

So, it was Mr. Smith’s daughter.

Sherilyn laughed, rubbing her still sore cheek

“Ms. Smith, may I ask, does your father know you’re here today?”

The girl was taken aback, her expression stiffening. “You’ve bewitched my dad He doesn’t need to know! I’ll expose your true colors for him! I’m warning you, leave my dad alone or

else, don’t blame me for not being nice!”

Her gaze at Sherilyn was as if she was about to kill her!