Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 1105

The lid of the box lay askew, its contents spilling onto the floor.

It was the very same box that Karol had orchestrated, through a bit of monetary persuasion, to be delivered to Naomi on the film set.

"Ugh!"

Caroline huffed in frustration, gripping the armrests of her wheelchair as she leaned down with effort to pick up the scattered items.

"A handmade coin purse? Worthless junk... Wait, what's this?"

Her eyes caught on something at her feet. It looked like it had fallen out of the box as well—a piece of paper?

Curious, Caroline picked it up.

It was a folded sheet of paper, standard letter size. As she lifted it, her eyes briefly skimmed the text, printed in a bold font.

But that wasn't what caught her attention. It was the name. 'Mr. Harrison.' Mr. Harrison... that was Gilbert, wasn't it?

Her heart skipped a beat.

Instinctively, Caroline glanced toward the doorway to ensure no one was coming in. She held her breath and unfolded the paper.

In big, bold letters, the message was clear:

[Sherilyn, I lied about what happened with Mr. Harrison! Nothing ever happened between us!]

[Yes, I wanted to be with him, so when he visited you on set, I drugged him.]

[But it didn't work! That night, the person with him was actually you! Just think back, and you'll see I'm telling the truth!]

[It was wrong of me to lie! Please forgive me and help me explain everything to Mr. Harrison, will you?]

Signed: Karol.

"..."

Caroline finished reading, feeling a bit dazed.

Just from these words, she couldn't piece together the whole story, but she could guess that Karol had been meddling in their affairs...

And from the desperate tone of the letter, it was clear Karol was at her wit's end, grasping at straws—Sherilyn, in this case—for salvation.

Now, Sherilyn was probably the only one who could sway Gilbert.

Sherilyn raised an eyebrow, puzzled, "You came all this way at this late hour just to compliment me?"

"How could you not be beautiful?"

Caroline seemed to ignore her question, continuing, "With a man doting on you, life's nothing short of a dream. But unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, what? Sherilyn furrowed her brow, a sense of unease creeping in.

Caroline's smile faded, her voice taking on a darker edge.

"Gilbert already knows."

Knows what? The vagueness of the statement left Sherilyn puzzled, but she didn't press. She waited for Caroline to elaborate.

"It's just that..."

Caroline straightened, leaning slightly forward, her gaze fixed intently on Sherilyn as she spoke deliberately.

"For those four years you were in Crestwood, you didn't receive a single penny for living expenses. You haven't forgotten that, have you?"