Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 698



But how could he possibly stop Gilbert?

"High treason? You think I care?"

"Absolutely not!" Naylor winced, holding back the pain, "I'm doing this for your good! It's just a woman, for heaven's sake. You can have your pick of any kind, as many as you want!"

"Absolutely not! A woman from a modest background doesn't belong in high society. Your mom is the perfect example!"

That statement hit Gilbert like a thunderbolt, freezing him in place.

His mother...

How long had it been since he last thought of her? So long that her image was starting to fade...

Taking advantage of his daze, Nolan helped Naylor up and handed him a piece of gauze.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Naylor took it, pressing it against the cut on his neck.

"Look, man."

Naylor spoke with a depth of feeling, "A woman from a humble background is shallow. You think she's into you for you? She's just after your wealth..."

"That's not true!"

Gilbert's expression changed as he snapped back to reality, "Sherilyn is different! She's not like that!"

If only she were after his wealth, that would be something. But she couldn't care less about his money!

"Look, man," Naylor sighed, "I'm getting old. Just come back home."

Home?

Had he heard that right?

Gilbert squinted, tilting his head as if he couldn't believe his ears, "All this madness, just to get me back to the Harrison family?" "Ha."

Naylor chuckled, shaking his head slightly.

"I know you're harboring resentment. But, look, man, once you're back, the entire Harrison family is yours. You should know, the Harrisons are no less prestigious than the Johnsons, perhaps even more so..."

"You think I give a damn?"

Suddenly, Gilbert's lips curled in a sinister smirk, a chilling aura enveloping him.

"Gilbert Harrison died a long time ago! The life you thought you gave me, I've returned it already! Now, I've nothing to do with you, Naylor!" "My name is Gilbert!"

A cold gleam flashed in Gilbert's deep-set eyes, his lips twisted in a bitter, disdainful smile.

"I've no interest in you or your Harrison family!"

Suddenly remembering something he rushed at Naylor, "You have to come with me to the hospital! You have to explain your actions tonight to Sherilyn!"

Otherwise, Sherilyn would never forgive him. Never!

"Mr. Harrison!"

"Mr. Harrison!"

But this time, he couldn't get close to Naylor, as rows of bodyguards in uniform black suits blocked his path. An imprable wall.

"Ha."

Gilbert laughed nonchalantly, "What, you're after my life now? Come on, all of you!"

The bodyguards dared not act. Mr. Harrison was now the sole heir to the Harrison family.

"Naylor."

Gilbert's gaze was piercing, fixed on Naylor, "Listen well, I might not take your life now! But as I said, if you dare harm my people, I'll make sure you and your Harrison family fall to ruin! Mark my words!"

Then, with a smirk, he added, "No one to o

Harrisucceed you? Just wait! The

Harrison family will be finished with in

charge!"

With that, he turned, facing another row of bodyguards.

"Get out of my way!" Gilbert barked in frustration.

The bodyguards looked to Naylor, who nodded slightly, and they finally stepped aside.

"Mr. Harrison." Nolan frowned, sighing, "What are we to do now?"

Naylor remained calm, instructing, "Hurry up, find the person."

"..." Nolan felt a chill, understanding the implication. "Yes, got it."

...

Back at the hospital, the room had quieted down.

A nurse was on watch inside, and while forcing his way in wasn't impossible for Gilbert, he dared not.

For one, he feared further upsetting Sherilyn.

And secondly, he doubted he could ever explain things clearly to Sherilyn... How was he supposed to face her?