Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 992

During the years Caroline had been managing the household, the accounts had always been crystal clear, a pleasure to review.

Checking anything was a breeze.

"Yes, Caroline was very efficient..."

Sylvia mused quietly, it was just too bad she didn't mesh well with the Johnson family.

"Grandma."

Cara had come over today with some concerns. "I've noticed some discrepancies in the accounts, and I'm not sure if it's due to my lack of experience, so I brought them to you for a second opinion?"

"Really?"

Sylvia perked up, "Let me see what seems to be the issue."

"Here." Cara handed over the ledger to Sylvia, "Comparing the past records with the current ones, these figures seem off. Do you see what I mean?"

"Let me have a look... Oh?"

Suddenly, Sylvia paused, peering over her reading glasses.

She feared she might be getting senile, rechecking the figures, "This isn't right... What's going on here?"

Sylvia looked up sharply, her expression growing more serious.

Cara had stumbled upon something significant!

Seeing the look on Grandma's face, Cara was sure her suspicions were not unfounded.

"Grandma, what should we do about this?"

"Do something..."

Sylvia furrowed her brows, nodding firmly, "Of course, we must take action!"

How could they not?

Picking up her cell phone, she dialed a number.

"Hello? Grandma?"

The call was to Caroline.

"Caroline, it's me. Can you come over? I need to discuss something with you."

"Sure, Grandma."

After hanging up, Sylvia's expression didn't lighten in the slightest.

Thinking it over, she realized consulting Caroline alone wouldn't suffice... Ah, there was Gilbert!

Over the years, one had managed external affairs, the other internal. Was he aware of this situation?

"..." Caroline paused, sensing the seriousness.

"Oh, okay." She nodded, agreeing, then wheeled around to close the doors to the sunroom.

Then, she positioned the wheelchair in front of Sylvia.

"Grandma, you seemed quite urgent in calling me over. Is something the matter?"

"Indeed, there is."

Sylvia's brows were knitted together, her right hand resting on her left wrist, absentmindedly twirling a jade bracelet.

Her gaze fixed on Caroline without wavering, "I'll cut to the chase... Five years ago, when Sherilyn left the Johnson household, were you the one handling her monthly allowances?"

"!"

Caroline stiffened, her complexion changing instantly.

Realizing something, she opened her mouth, "Grandma, you... went through the old accounts?!"

Why?

Hmph.

Sylvia let out a faint, cold laugh, "Do I need a reason to review my own household's accounts? I'm asking you now, and you're questioning me in return?"