Whispers Turn

Chapter 302 

“Hmph!” Adela let out a cold, mocking laugh, her tone light and airy. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Seriously, you’ve got some nerve. Spouting such nonsense to me? Who gave you the guts?” 

Sherilyn stiffened, her palms sweating. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Ferguson, but have you considered Edgar’s feelings at all?” 

“Shut up!” Adela could no longer maintain her composure. “A dog can’t vomit ivory, and you think you’re in a position to speak to me?” 

Sherilyn winced, pressing her lips tightly together. 

She felt it was no longer appropriate for her to stay. 

So, she stood up. “I apologize, Mrs. Ferguson… I’ll take my leave now.” 

She gave Adela a slight bow before turning and leaving. 

Once she left, Adela squinted her eyes, picked up her phone, and dialed a number. “Alright, it’s your move.” 

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The person on the other end responded, and Adela smirked before hanging 

1. up. 

Watching Sherilyn’s retreating figure, she muttered, “You’ve brought this upon yourself! You refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit. He’s my only son, after 

all!” 

Walking back from the coffee shop, Sherilyn felt off, her body weak and lacking strength. 

What’s happening? 

Was it because she skipped breakfast and her blood sugar was low? 

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Before she could ponder further, she stumbled and swayed to the side! 

“Ah…” Sherilyn couldn’t help but cry out. 

“Careful!” 

05.27 

The next second, someone steadied her 

“Thank you.” Sherilyn instinctively thanked the stranger, looking up to see a man with mixed heritage features. 

But that wasn’t the point. The real issue was… this guy clearly had bad intentions! 

“Miss, you’re weak. Let me take you back to your room,” the man said, offering 

with a smile. 

“No…” Sherilyn sensed danger, shaking her head. “Who are you? What do you want?” 

“Don’t worry.” 

The man didn’t seem inclined to hide his intentions. “Mrs. Ferguson sent me. Since you wouldn’t leave her son alone, she had no choice but to ask for my help.” 

Ask for his help? With what? 

“No…” 

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Sherilyn suddenly realized why she felt so weak; it must have been Adela’s doing! Of course, the latte! 

Sherilyn shivered, her face turning pale. How could she have imagined that Adela, a lady of high society, would stoop so low? 

“Don’t worry.” The man wrapped his arms around her, soothingly saying, “You’re so beautiful, I’ll be gentle.” 

“No…” 

“Honey, you don’t have a say in this!” 

“Let her go!” 

Just as the man was about to lift her up, a tall figure emerged from the side, swiftly striking the man with a powerful punch! 

With a ‘thud‘, the man hit the ground. 

“Sherilyn!” 

Gilbert, quick and agile, knelt down to catch Sherilyn just as she was about to 

fall. 

“Hey! Who the hell are you?” The man got up, glaring at Gilbert. 

Gilbert, holding Sherilyn with one arm, raised his phone with the other. “I’ve recorded everything and uploaded it to the cloud. You’re not leaving? Want to explain this to the police?” 

The man’s face changed at that, swallowing hard before angrily retorting. 

“To hell with this! Damn your luck!” 

With the man gone, Gilbert finally turned to Sherilyn, scolding, “Can’t you handle a relationship without causing a scene? You’re a constant worry!”