Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Hearing this, Naylor didn't get angry. Instead, he seemed quite impressed.

"These days, young folks are either smart without the grit, or all bark and no bite. But you, you've got a bit of both."

"Naylor!" Gilbert barked furiously, "I'm asking you one more time, where are they?"

"Oh."

It was as if Naylor had just realized Gilbert asked him a question. Coming back to the moment, he then asked, "Who are you asking about? Sherilyn or Caroline?

"The two of them, they're not together," he revealed.

What?

Gilbert's grip tightened, shifting from the collar of Naylor's shirt to his throat!

A chilling glare flashed in his narrowed eyes, "Naylor! What have you done with them?"

"Jeez."

Naylor frowned slightly, "Why so tense? Relax, I haven't done anything. I was thinking on your behalf. They're your women, after all. Keeping them together, if they started fighting, that would be a mess, wouldn't it?" "Where are they?" Gilbert's thin lips curled into a sneer, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"I'll tell."

Naylor stopped beating around the bush, "Caroline is at Easthaven Docks, in the Harrison family's warehouse, Sherilyn is at Westhaven, Lionspire Ridge..." Before he could finish, Gilbert abruptly let go of Naylor and stormed out.

"Huh."

Watching his back, Naylor let out a faint, mocking laugh.

"Mr. Harrison." Nolan stood behind him, frowning in confusion, "Did you perhaps get the locations mixed up?"

Indeed, the addresses Naylor had given Gilbert were correct.

However, in reality, Sherilyn was the one at the Easthaven Docks in the Harrison family's warehouse, while Caroline was at Westhaven, Lionspire Ridge. "No mistake."

Naylor raised an eyebrow, his aged eyes twinkling with cunning calculations.

"If I didn't do this, how would I know which one he truly cares about? Once I know, I can handle it accordingly."

Hmph.

Naylor let out a very low chuckle, "He's going to have to return to the Harrison family eventually. No need to keep obstacles around."

"Mr. Harrison." Nolan hesitated,

stammering, "The outcome isn't

c. What if Mr. Nine isn'tel

...Isn't your kin?

Nolan didn't dare finish his sentence.

But how could Naylor not understand?

"Not my kin...?"

Naylor's eyes remained unfocused, motionless, "Then he's lived too long."

After all these years, Naylor wouldn't allow such a 'bastard' to live in this world any longer!

Someone came in from outside.

Nolan went over, and the person whispered something to him.

Nolan nodded and returned to Naylor's side, "Mr. Harrison, Mr. Nine has gone to Lionspire Ridge."

"Oh?" Naylor paused, a thin smile on his lips, "Nolan."

"Mr. Harrison, your orders."

"Let the warehouse team take action."

"Understood."

...

"Mr. Gilbert!"

As Gilbert stepped out, Charles rushed up to him, eyeing him with concern, "Are you alright?"

Mr. Gilbert had insisted on going in alone, leaving them waiting outside, every second an agony. "I'm fine."

Gilbert's face was expressionless.

He had dared to go in alone because he had a pretty good idea of what to expect. As it turned out, it was

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almost exactly as he had predicted.

Naylor's intentions were somewhat clear to him.

But right now, he couldn't worry about Naylor. Sherilyn and Caroline were waiting for him.

However, he was only one person; he could only save one of them at a time. "Charles."

After a moment's thought, Gilbert instructed Charles, "You take a team to the Easthaven Docks, to the Harrison family's warehouse. Allen and Abel will come with me to

Westhaven, Lionspire

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