Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 83

Watching the two greasy, sleazy men before her, Naomi couldn't fathom the plight any girl would face if caught in their clutches. She asserted to the police officer, "We demand a thorough investigation!"

At her words, the men's faces drained of color. Their bruises and scrapes became even more pronounced, giving them a ghastly appearance. Though they had a modicum of renown, they were nothing compared to the Garcia family, mere ants in comparison. How could they possibly contend? Exchanging a look, they gritted their teeth, deciding to go down with the ship, hoping for a stroke of luck. "We're just guys who had a bit too much to drink. How could we resist temptation? We made a mistake. For the sake of everyone's reputation, we hope you can show leniency."

Naomi's eyes widened, her voice rising sharply. "Temptation? Are you insinuating my daughter seduced the three of you?"

The men nodded reluctantly. "Yes, it was Ms. Lloyd's idea. We wouldn't dare otherwise!"

In their desperation to save their own skins, they cast the vilest of accusations on Sylvia. No apologies, only spreading rumors about a woman. As if echoing their vile claim in the private room, they suggested the fault of rape lies with the woman!

Naomi was livid. She had never let Sylvia suffer any indignity in her life. After the incident with Julian, she had been so distraught she fell ill for three days, keeping it all from Sylvia.

And now, these two dared to tarnish her daughter's name! After walking on eggshells within the Garcia family for so many years, she couldn't stand another second of it!

She was about to retort when Bridget, lounging on the sofa, interrupted her lightly.

"Naomi, think about Sylvia. She's now blind. Do you really want her to lose her reputation as well?"

"You..." Naomi bit her lip.

Bridget, confident in her status as Rupert's fiancée, had never shown Naomi any respect. Now, she was cruelly targeting the mother's deepest wounds.

Naomi ignore

looked helplessly at the

calmly poured himself coffee from the pot

Naomi's face grew even paler, convinced Rupert was siding with Bridget. What chance did she

behind her,

Rupert's indifference seemed to

who turned

it seems you've come for nothing. This is merely a... private

Bridget glanced at Sylvia,

in a way that insinuated more than

Regardless of Sylvia's innocence

èt

framing painted her promiscuous - someone who would be ostracized from the Garcias

triumph, Sylvia looked up

early. How come you're so certain about what happened there? It seems you're quite convinced their version is the

feeling a sudden tightness in her chest. Could Sylvia

a moment, Bridget

I know

upset