Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 40

Bridget's face went pale, and as Rupert raised his hand, she reached out to snatch the flash drive, only to accidentally drop it. Then, in a tragic twist of fate, her high heel shattered the flash drive. She said, her face a picture of apologies, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to; I was just trying to help."

Sylvia, witnessing the fragments of the flash drive, turned on her heel and left.

Whether Rupert saw the contents or not didn't matter. What mattered was that Bridget had shown her guilt. Everyone saw it. That was enough.

As Sylvia exited the grand hall, Naomi caught up with her.

"Have you lost your mind, handing over the evidence to Bridget?"

"Mom, do you really think we could have kept it safe?" Sylvia retorted.

"You could have just played the audio right there and then. Everyone would have seen Bridget for who she really is."

"You don't want to continue the life with Edwin? You think Rupert would let us off the hook?"

Naomi had underestimated Rupert's affection for Bridget. After all, Sylvia had faced the fatal consequences of that relationship in her past life.

defended Bridget in front of Tristan. How could he let

were no

kind of luck Bridget has to catch Rupert's

"I'm leaving, Mom."

hear any more, heading straight for

She looked up at the

get a good look at the person, she tried

me go! Get away

the familiar warmth and scent made Sylvia flush with indignation, and she bit into the wrist in front of her without thinking. The man behind her clicked his tongue but didn't let go. A taste of blood in her mouth, and yet the arms around

biting?" he murmured, almost

fumed at the man in

gasping slightly, her pale skin contrasting with the enticing trace of blood on her lips. But then her eyes reddened, a mixture of defiance and vulnerability that drew him in deeper. Rupert's gaze darkened, and

refused to release her, his kiss deepening, making it hard for her to breathe, her strength waning, leaving him to do what he desired. He held her neck, pulling back slightly, his

"Let go...let go."

bit down, but Rupert caught her wrist. He

you'll stay