Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 680



Ms. Gomez?

Sherilyn froze in place, recognition dawning on her - he knew who she was! This was a targeted abduction?

"Who are you?"

She couldn't think of anyone who would hold a grudge against her, unless it was the Martins again?

"Did the Martin family send you? Yuna Martin or Malvina?"

The driver shook his head, "I don't know the people you're talking about."Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Then who sent you?" Sherilyn's mind was a blank slate, "What do you want?"

"Relax."

He glanced over at her, "I won't hurt you. I just need to borrow you for a bit. Once our boss meets Mr. Gilbert, you'll be safe."

Mr. Gilbert? Gilbert.

It was because of him!

Sherilyn clenched her fists, her body shaking in tiny, frightened trembles.

She suddenly remembered, Gilbert's accidents, and Caroline's mishap in Switzerland. He had said it was his involvement... So, was this person also sent by his enemy?

...

Twilight Bay.

Gilbert had just wrapped up some business and was on his way back to Sunhaven.

He was dialing Sherilyn's number, but after two attempts without an answer, he assumed she was probably filming.

He decided to stop calling. He'd just go pick her up from the set once he got to Sunhaven.

Just as he put down his phone, it rang again.

Gilbert, hoping it was Sherilyn, picked up immediately only to see an unknown number.

Who could it be?

His phone was set to block unsolicited calls, so this was unusual.

Sliding to answer, he said, "Hello?"

From the other end, a deep, slightly aged voice came through, "Nine."

Gilbert froze, his pupils dilating and his skin crawling, yet his voice dripped with disdain, "Who's this? Wrong number, maybe?"

He was about to hang up.

"Wait."

It was that voice again, now with a thin layer of amusement and an unmistakable threat, "I've taken the liberty of 'inviting' Caroline and Sherilyn over."

What?!

Gilbert was stunned, his mind going blank for a few seconds.

After regaining his composure, he exploded, "What the hell do you want?"

"Heh."

The man on the other end laughed slowly, "Can you blame me? I asked

nicely for you to come see me, you refused, so I had to resort to this."

"Ha!"

Gilbert's laugh was filled with contempt and scorn.

"You haven't changed a bit, always picking on the defenseless women!"

The man didn't seem to care, still speaking with a gentle laugh, "Nine, come see me. I'll be waiting for you." He spoke as if he was certain Gilbert would comply.

Indeed, with Caroline and Sherilyn in his grasp, Gilbert had no choice but to go, whether he liked it or not.

Gilbert clenched his teeth in fury, "Where are you?"

The man on the other end gave him an address.

"I'll be there!"

Gilbert's face turned ashen as he ended the call and instructed Charles, "Charles! Head to this location..."

"Yes, Mr. Gilbert."

As the car turned around, Gilbert closed his eyes. The man had called him 'Nine', a name he hoped was forgotten...

An old, almost forgotten fear crept back into his heart...

'Crack'!

'Crack'!

'Crack'!

In his mind, the sound of a whip echoed, each lash landing on young Gilbert's back... The beating left him bloodied and unconscious on the ground...

But death was not an escape. When he woke, the next round of punishment awaited him.