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.

watched the car drive away, biting her lip,

...

In the hospital.

Rupert focusing on the documents in his hands, acting as if he wasn't the

him, it seemed, the incident wasn't even worth

she was about to get out, a deep

"Does it still hurt?"

response was

she got out without a glance at Rupert. Rupert's

surprised, yet

after, Sylvia followed Rupert into

upon hearing voices, immediately turned, and as seeing who

see. What seems

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

noticing Sylvia's reaction, joked as he touched his face, "Seems like my

responded, "Don't touch me," as

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

back to reality, sat while staring at the

friend of Rupert's and an accomplice

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

ghostly dead body persistently lingering on

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