Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 35

Rupert didn't reply, his gaze sliding past Sylvia, his demeanor chilling like the frost of midwinter, an unspoken barrier against intrusion.

Sylvia couldn't help but sneer internally. Classic Rupert.

Just then, a commanding voice cut through the air from behind her, "Sylvia, what are you doing just standing there? Everyone is waiting for you."

It was Tristan.

Turning around, Sylvia noticed Tristan was flanked by Naomi and Edwin, two individuals who usually wouldn't find themselves at the center of attention, except apparently in circumstances such as these. Clearly, Tristan was worried Sylvia might back out of going on stage.

"Sylvia..."

Face grim, Edwin attempted to shield Sylvia.

Sylvia gave him a quick shake of the head, "Edwin, just stay with my mom, okay?"

Under Tristan's warning gaze, Sylvia took the stage. Even Julian, bandages and all, had made it, looking smug among the crowd.

to pin the blame on

the

Bridget, who dabbed at her

a stare and

contest spot by maliciously slandering Ms. Simpson online. It was only the school's reluctance to waste Ms. Simpson's talent that got her an

The argument seemed well-prepared.

"Who's your source? Care

reporter choked, "We can't reveal

proof. Could

and humiliated, glared at Sylvia, silent

glance silenced the

speech, eyes scanning the first line. The opening

sweeping over the crowd, and began slowly, "I do

Tristan's voice, laden with anger,

his expression darkening, his eyes intimidating,

no point

"Isn't there?"

them to the air, the pieces fluttering between her