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Being called an angel by him, was the nicest compliment she had received in what felt like ages. As Evelyn entered her apartment she reached out grabbing the television remote from the night table by the door hitting the power button. "And in today's news we have received word of something almost unheard of. Famous Doctor Darrel Gilbert was pronounced dead this morning." Evelyn froze in front of her couch and turn giving the television her full attention while lowering herself into the seat. "On the desk next to his body was pictures of him having sexual contact with many women, either family or the victims themselves who had been patients in his care, while using his position as the hospita

Yadon tried to explain. Gilbert did not say too much, because he was also a failure in relationship matters. In fact, he failed completely. Gilbert did not even know Adrian had known him a long time ago. When Gilbert kidnapped Adrian, Adrian already knew his true identity. ‘Adrian should become an actor. It’s a waste for him to become a doctor.’ “What should I do? What if she can’t be resuscitated...?” Yadon’s voice was hoarse. “Yadon! What did you do to Nat again?!”

He really cared for her, but yet, she couldn't bear to live poorly, no way. “I'm sorry, Larry.” She finally mouthed, and wiped her tears. “All these while, I've been tossing my life away, no child of my own, nobody to be by me.” He chuckled between sobbs and broke into tears after Hilda had left with Ava, and Lorenzo. Three week gone, Old Gilbert is confirmed dead by the doctor, after Mr Kim followed Morgan to come check him. He disclosed to Morgan that he won't survive, because he's been taking in excess resin medicine, which slowly shut off all his organs and would lead to his death sooner or later.

Davian paused, " You really plan to marry Sharon to solve this issue?" Gilbert smiled coldly, "You think that's possible?" Davian shook his head immediately, " Then, Mr. Kooper, you..." "I have my own plan to solve this," Gilbert finished speaking, and his gaze landed on the footage, then onto the calm-looking woman's figure. He felt waves of discomfort and frustration in his heart. He opted to switch off the television and lie back on the sofa to rest his mind. Davian stole a glance at him, not daring to speak, then quietly retreated away.

A voice asked as I raised my head to see who it was. A tall, lean blond man with dark blue eyes and pointed nose sat on the stool before me. "Okay let me introduce myself. I'm Jeffery Willard, and you are?" Talking to this stranger won't cause me any harm right? "I'm Giordana Forbes, nice to meet you," I replied, matching his smile. "Beautiful name for a beautiful young lady." "Thank you." He started a conversation with me, asking me random questions and other things. I found out that he was also a doctor.

I opened the door and was greeted with an unexpected view. Gilbert was in between a woman, she spread her legs wide open and loudly moaned. They didn’t seem to notice me as they continued, so I cleared my throat, and the woman shot her eyes open, and then saw me. She tapped on Gilberts’ back, who complained, but as he turned and saw me, he jumped off the woman, and she covered her naked body with the pillows while Gilbert took a pillow and covered his private part. He looked frightened.

Someone like him would only appear once every five or six years in Heavenly Pills! Why, then, was the vice-treasurer not happy at all looking at him? Gilbert's lips twitched as he immediately shot a look at his good friend, Damien. Gilbert then noticed that Damien was looking at him just as oddly. He could even see a hint of regret and pity in Damien's eyes. Gilbert's expression abruptly soured. He anxiously looked at everyone around him as his hands shook. "Hey… Why isn't anyone saying anything? I passed the vice-treasurer's benchmark."

Gilbert is a 34yr-old bachelor who joined the forces three years ago in seeking revenge against the person who killed his mom. It's always a dreadful night for him whenever he has a nightmare about how his mother struggled for her life right in front of him three years back, and he couldn't do anything to help her. "Any information we could use from the neighbors?" Rick suddenly asks, and Gilbert snapped out of his thoughts. "No sir… What they all keep saying is that someone screamed out last night inside the house. Since it was nearly midnight, they were all scared to come out to check what's going on." He explained.

Mika exclaimed, pointing at him. Darrion looked down towards his sleeves and pants. “Nothing’s wrong with me. Or what, do you see oil smear anywhere?” He looked at his thigh again, trying to find any smear. Gilbert left the receptionist to approach the blonde. The man closed the door before leaning closer to the young windlet. Then he plucked the twig out of his hair. “Oh, that.” Was Darrion’s response when he saw the twig in Gilbert’s hands. Then it was followed by “Thanks.”

I told him. He merely shrugged. “That makes it even more interesting,” he mumbled Ivana and I exchanged glances then rested our gaze on the tablet. Gilbert opened a website, a strange website that seemed like child's play. It was poorly developed. “I made this,” he announced, looking proud. “Looks like it was made by a toddler,” Ivana rolled her eyes, walking away to go sit on the couch. “You should see the things it can do before you walk away, Ivvy,” he called out to her.