Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 46

Brewing the coffee, Sylvia carried it to the living room.

It was a rare occasion to have so many people gathered, feeling cheerful and warm. Even Tristan, who usually had a serious expression, couldn't help but smile a bit more today. After serving the coffee, Sylvia stood behind Naomi and Edwin, continuing to play her role as someone who could easily go unnoticed.

Just then, Rupert entered, with a noticeable coffee stain on his collar.

Fiona exclaimed, "Rupert, you're always so neat. How did you get your shirt dirty?"

Rupert sat down, took a sip of his coffee, and glanced at Sylvia before replying indifferently, "A cat rubbed against me."

Fiona took a sip of her coffee and chuckled, "That cat must be quite something, bumping into your mouth, huh?"

Rupert blew on his coffee and nodded slightly.

"Yeah. Strong thing."

As Sylvia heard this, her head drooped, her face flushing consecutively.

After some idle chat, Tristan announced it was time for his afternoon nap, prompting everyone to prepare to leave.

me

"Sure."

Tristan as they walked

a gaze briefly sweep over

eye contact was caught by

clenched the fork she was holding but didn't dare let the Garcias see anything amiss. She still

Rupert's fiancée. But after the incident at the press conference, most knew Bridget wasn't

excuses to leave, leaving Bridget embarrassed. She excused herself to take a walk in the garden and left. As she passed by Sylvia, she

only Naomi and Sylvia were

her coffee, laughed, "Huh, she's quite the commander without even being officially in the family yet. Looks like she hit a snag

her lips, "Mom, let's not talk about it. Someone

her coffee, eyeing Sylvia, and

hand away, "It's hot with so

about what happened with Rupert, fearing

bit? Why do you have to ruin such a pretty face? How are you going

marry. I'll just stick with you,"

Naomi said, though her eyes

her daughter was genuine. The

Meanwhile.