Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 79

It felt like an eternity before Rupert finally released Sylvia. She slumped against the wall, her breaths short and rapid. Her lips, flushed and slightly parted, tested Rupert's self-control, pushing it to the very edge of reason. He made to move closer again, but Sylvia sharply

turned her face away.

"What are you playing at? One moment cold, the next sweet?"

"What do you mean?" Rupert casually wiped the trace of blood from his lips, a testament to how hard she had bitten him in her anger.

Listening to his nonchalant tone, Sylvia glared at him. "Can you seriously stand there and play dumb? All the things you've done for Bridget, do I really need to spell them out for you? If you love her that much, why do you treat me this way? Am I really that worthless to you, to be used and trampled on at will? Can your love drama not involve me? I'm not interested in the slightest!

Thanks for the hangover cure. I'm fine now."

With those words, Sylvia brushed past him, not looking back as she left.

...

In the private room.

Rupert spilled his drink and headed

private room to use the restroom

meant, but she never imagined they would come

his nature, considering

another woman, like a

took a step forward but then hesitated, choosing not to reveal her presence. She glanced at Sylvia, scoffed quietly to herself, and turned back toward

those three lecherous men eyeing

Sylvia? What took her so long? She didn't pass out

any less than

smile. "No, just touching up her makeup. Seems like she's

dress to impress. The men nodded, assuming Sylvia was primping

around, pointing at the

Maybe we should send him home to rest if

assist the

left Bridget

men. She raised her glass towards them. "Gentlemen, this drink is on behalf of