Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sherilyn glanced at him, a smirk playing on her lips. “No need. I’ll tell the truth to the cops. She was curious to see if Mr. Gilbert really had the clout to pull strings around here!

She couldn’t believe how stubborn he was being. Was it really that hard to just open up and explain things to him?

Gilbert, trapped in his own stand, curled his lips into a sneer. “Fine, very well then! Off you go!”

Did she really think he was eager to meddle in her affairs? If he involved himself any further, he might as well be a fool!

“Let’s go!”

Turning around, Sherilyn was escorted away by a female officer.

Behind her, a loud crash echoed. Sherilyn stiffened… Gilbert had kicked the coffee table over in a fit of rage!

The room was left in total disarray.

At the police station.

“Officer, I’ve made everything clear,” Sherilyn insisted.

From the moment she started giving her statement, Sherilyn had repeatedly said she hadn’t done anything. But the police weren’t buying it.

“If you did nothing, then what were you doing there?”

Sherilyn found herself at a loss for words.

She was the only person in the room at the time, and her previous statements confirmed

that.

“Your story doesn’t add up. Do you see the problem here?”

Sherilyn was silent, overwhelmed with confusion.

“Maybe you have a witness? Family, friends, anyone?”

Sherilyn felt a sense of dread; she had no one.

With that, the police were out of options. “Alright, take her into custody.”

After closing the record book, Sherilyn was led to the back. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The iron door opened, pushing her inside.

Already, there were people there. A few scantily clad girls, heavily made up, clearly

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Indicating their line of work.

Sherilyn pursed her lips and found a corner to sit down.

The girls glanced at her but didn’t pay much attention.

“How long are we going to be locked up?”

One of them yawned, complaining. “This is endless! Are they going to let us do business or what?”

“Thinking about business still? We should be thankful if they don’t send us to a

correctional facility! That’s months of hassle!”

“Living off the government’s dime isn’t too bad! Haha…”

Sherilyn listened, her heart sinking.

Was she going to be treated the same as them? Sent to a correctional facility? She knew what that meant.

It wasn’t exactly prison, but it was still a form of rehabilitation. No, she couldn’t afford this! She hadn’t anticipated things turning out this way.

Regret was useless now. She should never have let that man walk away!

After a while, a police officer came over, opened the door, and took two of the girls. “You two, come with me!”

“Are these two headed to Goldshore?”

“Yes.”

Hearing the officers‘ conversation, Sherilyn hugged her arms, feeling a chill. Goldshore, where the Sunhaven Prison was located…

What was she going to do? Just sit here and wait?

Gilbert’s arrogant face flashed before her eyes… she closed them for a moment.

When she opened her eyes again, Sherilyn stood up and approached the door. “Officer! I need to contact someone from my family!”

After her request, Sherilyn contacted Gilbert. But Charles answered, not him. Charles said, “I’ll pass the message to Mr. Gilbert.”

“Thank you,” she said before hanging up, waiting hopelessly.

But no one came for her.

Without her phone, Sherilyn had no sense of time, only feeling each second stretch into eternity.

Could it be that he decided not to come? It wouldn’t be surprising. A man like him just couldn’t stand any defiance, could he?