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.

away, biting

...

In the hospital.

and Rupert focusing on the documents in his hands, acting as if he wasn't the one who had handed her

him, it seemed, the

and as she was about to

"Does it still hurt?"

Sylvia's response

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

surprised, yet

Sylvia followed Rupert into

hearing voices, immediately turned, and as seeing who they were, he

time no see. What

noticed Sylvia backing away, pale at the

doctor, noticing Sylvia's reaction, joked as he touched

"Don't touch me,"

vibe between the two, the doctor tried to ease the

snapping back to reality, sat while

doctor who had announced her daughter's death, a friend

doctor began unwrapping Sylvia's bandages, he felt a chill under her intense gaze. Trying to joke, he said awkwardly, "What's wrong? Can I be as charming

ghostly dead body

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