Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 22

Before Sylvia could even protest, Naomi had already hopped in her car and sped off.

With a quiet sigh, Sylvia turned to face Julian and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I think it's best to be clear about this. I wasn't really keen on this blind date thing." Julian offered a smile, "Same here. But given the mission Mrs. Naomi assigned us, how about we catch a movie? It's the least we can do to appease our folks." Hearing Julian's suggestion, Sylvia didn't hesitate to agree.

As Julian was booking the tickets on his phone, he casually asked, "Ms. Lloyd, where do you stay? I'll see if there's a cinema close by, make it easier for you to get back later."

Seeing Julian's gentlemanly and considerate demeanor, Sylvia replied truthfully, "I'm currently staying on campus. As long as I can get back by ten, it's fine."

"All set then," Julian confirmed smoothly.

Sylvia, not wanting to take advantage, offered, "How much? I'll pay you back."

Julian looked at her, "Are you really going to do me like that?"

Sylvia offered a compromise, "Then let me buy you a drink."

enter the cinema that Julian realized he had booked the wrong time slot. 7:20 pm had mistakenly become 8:20 pm. With the movie running over an hour,

an excuse to

back. We'll make it in time. Otherwise, our folks

constant nagging about settling down, Sylvia helplessly nodded. She had a competition to focus on and didn't

Sylvia hardly paid attention, frequently checking the time, worried she'd miss her curfew back

soon as the movie ended, Sylvia urged

it was her illusion, Sylvia felt that Julian seemed

passed by,

worn

just two

campus, and as Sylvia was about to open the door, she heard a click - the doors had been

it wouldn't budge. Turning, she met Julian's gaze, his smile still tender, yet his eyes devoid of any warmth. He licked his lips, his eyes harboring a

smirked coldly, seemingly unbothered, and lightly

"Check your phone again."

her phone to find it had turned into a useless brick - no

signal jammer. That way, the car had become an