Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 56

Sylvia had barely set foot back on campus when she got the message from the dean about submitting her project. Without hesitation, she headed straight to the dean's office. To her surprise, not only were the contestants from other grades there, but Bridget was also present.

Usually, each grade would nominate one contestant, but this year, being their final year, they had two spots available. Thanks to Rupert's influence, of course.

Sylvia approached and before she could said anything, the dean immediately started scolding her.

"Sylvia, you're the only one who hasn't turned in your project yet. Don't keep dragging your feet. Look at Ms. Simpson, she was the first to submit hers." Bridget offered a modest smile.

Sylvia knew all too well Bridget's tactics. If she started arguing, Bridget would just play the victim.

She didn't want to get involved in Bridget's drama for everyone to see.

"Sorry. I'll show it to you now," Sylvia said calmly.

her sketchpad, only to find that it was empty! The sketches she had tucked inside were

in shock, Bridget snatched the sketchpad from

with eerie stares as they looked

feigned discomfort, "Sylvia, it's okay if you couldn't come up

other contestants looked at Sylvia

hand on the desk, "Sylvia, this is unacceptable! You took someone's spot in the competition and now this? Do you even understand what design means? Take a good look at what a real design looks like!" He angrily spread Bridget's design on the

over Bridget's design, her expression turned to

up sharply

at her reaction. Instead, she smiled, as if

project. "So much so that I went ahead

copyright verification; even if Sylvia argued glibly, this piece of work would still belong to Bridget. Hearing this, Sylvia clenched her fists helplessly,

dean scoffed, "Sylvia, you might as well

from the competition was exactly what Bridget

cabinet and had Freya switch them out to fool Bridget into thinking she had stolen Sylvia's actual competition design, thus lowering her guard. Why