Chapter 3

She's back! She actually came back!

Ignoring people's astonished expressions around her, Sylvia pinched herself hard. Pain swept through her body, instantly filling her eyes with tears.-

"Stop your crying! It's not like we have wronged you!" a commanding voice echoed from the head of the table.

Snapping back to reality, Sylvia looked up, meeting the old Mr. Garcia, Tristan Garcia's displeased gaze. She quickly lowered her head, seemingly humble as ever, yet her body couldn't stop trembling with excitement. Whispers and snickers filled the air around her.

"Such a young age, and instead of learning good, she dares to drug Rupert and sneak into his bed, causing a scandal. Clearly, she's trying to force Rupert to take responsibility for her, and now she can't even own up to it. I don't know who raised her." "She's obviously not one of us. We could never raise such a shameless person. Her online diary, obsessing over Rupert, was exposed, blushing at every word! We spent money to send her to college, and this is what she learns, acting like a siren."

"I always said, don't just bring anyone home. Clearly, she's a wolf in sheep's clothing, clinging to Rupert. I wonder if it's learned behavior or...inherited."

With that, their gazes slid toward Sylvia's mother, Naomi, standing at the end of the room.

lowering her head, almost biting

Garcia Manor through

by relation, she should

never did. Because

fearfully, indirectly admitting to drugging

hate her, but the whole town despised her, thinking she was a woman who

she was determined to

looked around, seeing the Garcias sitting upright, less

steady footsteps approached from behind. Except

Sylvia and moved forward. The butler took his coat,

responded indifferently, nodding to Tristan at the head of

glance at Sylvia from beginning to end, as if she was insignificant

was staring at him intently. Until he felt her gaze and looked

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