Chapter 30

She just stood there, watching her bleeding, while Rupert pulled Bridget behind him.

Bridget chuckled from her safe spot.

Sylvia watched, her face turning ashen, managing only a bitter laugh.

Until the cops burst through the door.

"Who called 911?"

"I did." Rupert's voice was icy as he nodded towards Sylvia, "Take her away."

The officer, noticing Sylvia's wounds, exclaimed in shock, "That's a lot of blood. We need to bandage that up."

Rupert didn't even glance back, his voice grave, "I said take her. She needs to face the consequences of her own actions."

And just like that, Sylvia was cuffed.

bandage against her wound to stop the bleeding. The pressure made Sylvia wince in pain. As she was led away, she paused, her

her, just as Bridget fainted. He paid Sylvia no

her gaze to sweep the room, noting Rupert's presence in every corner of Bridget's

their eyes met; Rupert's gaze were icy-cold, as

god, manipulating life and death. It was his way

filled Sylvia's mouth, but she forced it down and walked away without

lingering on Sylvia's frail figure, hauntingly beautiful and seemingly about to vanish into thin air, beyond his

woman who used to smile while sneaking peaks

at Orson, who

...

greeted again by the female officer who

got a first aid kit

the

"Thank you."

her care. They then took her to the nearest hospital, where

and then shivered uncontrollably, "I can't let anything happen to hand. I need it for the

best," the doctor reassured her as he

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