Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 80

Sylvia glanced over at Bridget, who was leaning back with a tipsy haze in her eyes. Feeling somewhat dazed herself, she decided that since the principal and everyone else had left, she would treat this glass of wine as her last and make an excuse to leave after finishing it. At least this way, it would seem decent, especially since she had taken a hangover cure earlier. A small glass of wine shouldn't be a problem.

As she was about to take a sip, the door behind her opened. Rupert walked in, a chill following him, and the mood among the three of them immediately sobered up.

One of them, trying to ingratiate himself, said, "Mr. Garcia, your lip is split. Are you okay?"

Rupert touched his lip, hinting at something deeper. "Bitten."

At that, Sylvia's cheeks flushed with color. The others thought he had accidentally bitten himself and didn't give it much thought, instead pointing to Bridget, who was resting her head on her hand.

"Mr. Garcia, Ms. Simpson seems to have had too much to drink."

Hearing this, Rupert approached Bridget. She leaned into him, saying affectionately, "Rupert, I feel terrible. Can you take me home first?"

Rupert, noticing the smell of alcohol on her, glanced displeasingly at the three men.

They shrank a little under his gaze.

However, Sylvia clenched her wine glass tighter. Bridget got all this sympathy with just a bit of drunkenness, yet she had been forced to drink right under his watch.

them and quickly helped Bridget

change among the remaining three,

raised her glass.

hot, and there was a disturbing

man immediately said, "Oh, dear, how clumsy of you. Let me help you clean

third joined in, "You've got some on your top too.

one pretending to help wipe

was fully sober now, but knew she was no

crouching down even touched her leg, making

her

velet

kneeling on the ground. She then stepped on the hand of another was trying to touch her waist, causing him

couldn't free herself from the

go of me, this

three, usually paragons

being defied by a

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his eyes