Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 66

Sylvia glanced over the audience, her gaze landing on a man seated in the VIP section. Beside him, the event organizer was whispering something with his head bowed low.

However, the man seemed disinterested, casually sipping his coffee through a wisp of steam, his darkened eyes fixed on Sylvia.

An intense pressure feared Sylvia, who had to quickly avert her gaze.

Most people in the audience didn't seem to expect much from Sylvia. After all, competitors like Bridget, who brought diamonds worth hundreds of thousands to the contest, were rare, not to mention her designs were both innovative and complete. Even the organizer thought so.

"Mr. Garcia, don't worry, I've just spoken to Professor Eloise, and she's very pleased with Ms. Simpson. She's definitely taking first place."

Rupert took a sip of his coffee, nonchalantly responding, "Not necessarily."

The organizer was momentarily puzzled, trying to decipher his thoughts. He followed Rupert's gaze to Sylvia on the stage and after some thought, it then dawned on him.

"Mr. Garcia, I got it."

was saying, his

something to a staff

nodded at the host, indicating she

covered by a cloth. As

crash, her artwork shattered, its original

staff member accused, "It was in your

so careless? If you didn't want to compete with me, you could've just said so. Are you trying

table, Eloise frowned deeply upon hearing it, clearly displeased. Bridget's fans in the audience began

"So ungrateful and presumptuous!"

to Bridget, so she

that she only got her grades because of some sleazy teachers, look at that face,

there were some rational

are one-of-a-kind, and only the very influential can get them. Even Bridget's gown is just a standard model. Could a

that, she probably has more than one sugar daddy. How can she compare to Bridget's elegance and

popular as a celebrity online with an adequate amount of fans, in order to entice the head of her fan base into drawing publicity for herself, had arranged for her fans to sit behind the VIP section, hoping they would take