Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282 

When Daphne walked in looking as pale as a ghost, everyone in the room knew something was wrong. “What’s the matter? Did something happen?” 

“Yeah.” 

Daphne nodded, her expression growing more worried. “Sherilyn’s got a nasty case of food poisoning. It looks pretty bad. I’m not sure if the meds will do the trick.” 

If the medication doesn’t work, with the storm raging outside, getting her to a hospital would be a nightmare. 

“Don’t worry too much, young folks bounce back quick…” 

Mrs. Brooks was trying to lighten the mood when her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and couldn’t help but let out a half–laugh, half–sigh. 

Sliding to answer, she teased, “My little troublemaker, do you even know what time it is? Should I be calling your mom?” 

“Sorry, sorry, my bad.” 

On the other end was Derek. 

Derek was in Vancouver, calling for afavor from his mom. “Mom, could you check something in the study for me…” 

“Can’t help you there.” Mrs. Brooks cut in, “I’m not home. I’m with Ms. Hansen at Ironforge.” 

“Oh, gotcha. I’ll call Dad then…” 

“Son!” 

Just as she was about to hang up, Mrs. Brooks stopped him, “Oh, just to let you know,. Sherilyn’s sick with food poisoning and has really bad stomach cramps. Gilbert should probably be told, right?” 

This… 

Upon hearing that, Derek figured that little tidbit might be ‘above his clearance level.‘ 

“I’m just mentioning it. Whether he knows or not, he can’t exactly fly to Ironforge, can he? The roads are closed. Anyway, call your dad.” 

Hanging up, Derek pondered for a moment before dialing another number. 

“Hello?” 

After a while, the call connected, and Gilbert’s laid–back voice came through, “What’s up calling me in the middle of the night?” 

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09:461 

“Well…” 

Derek hesitated but decided to be upfront, “Sherilyn’s currently at Ironforge…” 

Gilbert chuckled. “You bored or something? You think I don’t know that?” 

“Did you know she’s got food poisoning, severe stomach cramps?” Derek pressed, annoyed, “Could you just listen to me for once?” 

“What?” 

The casual tone in Gilbert’s voice vanished, replaced by concern, “She’s sick?” 

“Yeah.” Derek said, “My mom’s there to see Ms. Hansen’s show, she told me.’ 

That meant it was serious! 

Clutching the phone, Gilbert threw off his covers and jumped out of bed. 

Derek added, “After I hang up, I’ll call Edgar too. Can’t play favorites, right?” 

As for who ends up winning Sherilyn’s heart, that was up to them. 

Gilbert clenched his teeth, “Got it!” 

After hanging up, Gilbert quickly changed and called Charles. 

“Charles, I need you to come to the Johnson Mansion. Bring your pilot’s license!” 

“Understood, Mr. Gilbert.” 

Knowing the roads to Ironforge were closed because of the storm, Gilbert realized driving there was out of the question. Luckily, he and Charles knew how to fly a helicopter, and the Johnson family owned one–a 

y his brother Francis had invested in.