Chapter 642
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Sherilyn was pacing back and forth in her living room before she finally mustered up the courage to call Francis. She couldn''t just leave Reba in the lurch.
As soon as the call connected, Francis'' voice came through, tired and deep. "Hey, Sherilyn."
"Hey, big bro," Sherilyn replied, wondering if Gilbert was still out cold. Without diving into that, she jumped straight into exining Reba''s situation. "...and that''s the gist of it. I was thinking of taking her to see a doctor, but we need an appointment."
Afterying it all out, she held her breath, waiting anxiously for his response.
"I got it," Francis replied coolly. "I''ll be there soon."
Sherilyn blinked in surprise. "Okay, thanks, big bro."
Hanging up, she was filled with questions. Francising over himself? She had only hoped he might pull some strings for an appointment.
But Francis showing up was definitely a plus. His presence could carry more weight with the doctor.
Sherilyn ryed the news to Reba, "Big bro wille by soon to take you to the doctor."
Reba looked stunned and a bit nervous. "Really? But isn''t he supposed to be with Mr. Gilbert at the hospital?"
Sherilyn found it odd too. Francis was usually generous, but his eagerness to help Reba seemed a bit excessive.
Francis arrived at Sunset Ridge Community parking his car outside the apartment building. At the same time, Caroline also showed up, seeking Sherilyn. She had gotten the address from an agent who had dug it up from the TV station records. Content belongs to
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Stepping out of a taxi, Caroline took a deep breath and walked into themunity: With Gilbert still unresponsive after three days, she was desperate enough to try
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As she approached, the apartment door opened, and out came Sherilyn, supporting Reba.
Caroline froze in ce. The girl with Sherilyn was Reba? The same Reba who designed her wedding dress?
Realization dawned on Caroline that Reba wasn''t just a friend of Sherilyn but seemed to be in some sort of trouble herself. And her appearance was off.
"Hey, big bro," Sherilyn greeted Francis as they approached the car.
Francis nodded, opening the car doors for them.
Reba blinked, amused by the brief exchange.
"Take it slow, Reba," Sherilyn said, helping her into the car before Francis got into the driver''s seat and they drove off.
Caroline stood bewildered, trying to piece together what was happening. Francis was helping them, but where were they going?
She knew Francis saw Sherilyn more like a sister, and Sherilyn wasn''t the owner of the mysterious pearl hairpin... Then it hit her, the professional designer''s pen!
Reba was studying design!