Chapter 57

On her way back to the dorm, Sylvia was intercepted.

Orson looked at her with a polite expression, "Mr. Garcia is waiting for you in the car. We need to get your hand checked again."

Sylvia scoffed, "My hand being injured is convenient, isn't it? No need for him to go through all this trouble to pull me out of the competition." Orson, puzzled, whispered, "Mr. Garcia..."

"He would do well to spend more time with his girlfriend, save their affection from getting affected. I've got other things to handle."

Sylvia walked past Orson, but he quickly stepped in front of her again.

"Ms. Lloyd, Mr. Garcia is waiting for you."

His words were few but carried a reminder. She realized if she refused to go, Orson would keep reminding her.

Sylvia took a deep breath, "Let's go then."

Orson nodded and gestured for her to follow.

Sylvia got into the car, unaware of the excited figure approaching from a distance but stopped dead in the tracks upon seeing Sylvia.

Bridget.

drive away, biting her

...

In the hospital.

not uttering a word and Rupert focusing on the documents in his

the incident

was

"Does it still hurt?"

response was

and she got out without a glance at Rupert. Rupert's gaze shifted to Orson, "Find out what happened to

surprised, yet nodded, "Got

after, Sylvia followed Rupert

hearing voices, immediately turned, and as seeing who they

long time no see. What seems

me, it's her," Rupert gestured towards Sylvia. But he noticed Sylvia backing

he touched his face,

me," as

two, the doctor tried to ease the tension, "Miss, please sit. Let's have

reality, sat while staring at the

face. The doctor who had announced her daughter's death, a friend of Rupert's and an accomplice in her eyes, he had been

unwrapping Sylvia's bandages, he felt a chill under her intense gaze. Trying to joke, he said

stared at his smile, her daughter's ghostly dead body

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