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.

bleeding. The pressure made Sylvia wince

just as Bridget fainted. He paid Sylvia no mind,

lifted her gaze to sweep the room, noting Rupert's presence

Rupert's gaze were icy-cold, as if

liked playing god, manipulating life and death. It was his way of telling her she was

she forced it down and walked

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

while sneaking peaks at

who nodded

...

was greeted again by the female officer who had comforted

first

moved by the kindness, her eyes

"Thank you."

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

can't let anything happen to

do our best," the doctor reassured her as

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