Chapter 21

Feeling the weight of someone's gaze, Sylvia turned her head.

It was Rupert.

Dressed in a sleek black suit, his long fingers resting against his temple, the ruby ring on his finger catching the sunlight with a hint of a chilling thirst. Bridget was leaning close by his side. It appeared Bridget was whispering something, their proximity and Rupert's soft expression spoke volumes. Sylvia averted her gaze, feigning calm as she lowered her hand.

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it." The man followed her gaze, "That's Mr. Rupert Garcia, isn't it? He really adores his fiancée, to personally drop her off." Indeed. It was apparent to everyone Rupert's preference for Bridget. Except, in her past life, she was like a fool, waiting for him, loving him.

Just as Sylvia was about to nod, Naomi tugged at her sleeve.

"Since we're here, you should go say hello to Rupert."

"I'd rather not." Sylvia shrugged off the hand, making to leave. "You..."

Naomi's reproach was cut short by Bridget's sudden exclamation.

"Naomi, Sylvia, what a coincidence. And this gentleman is?"

Rupert, sized up the man

always thought of Bridget as a schemer, and after the ordeal with the Garcia family, she was even more convinced of

stepped closer to the man, boasting slightly, "This is Julian Zook, from the Zook family. A real catch,

chance to intervene before

gaze barely swept over him, lingering instead on Sylvia, a hint of mockery lifting the corners of

over Julian with

spine, her palms sweating. What was meant

with disdain upon surveying Julian. In Rupert's presence, Julian was insignificant, a good match for

tight. A quiet, simple life is the

hold back her indignation, was about to retort when Sylvia

He knew better than anyone who she had made the unnecessary drama

akin to

Naomi along, "Mom, Mr. Zook, let's

politely bid farewell, and then opened the car doors for

after, Sylvia received a

sorry. Mr. Garcia intervened, securing an

"I understand."

tightened around her phone. The outcome wasn't actually surprising. Yet, she felt breathless and powerless, as if struggling within a vortex, unable to

hand. Yet, she was still overwhelmingly suppressed. How long would fate continue to

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