Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 98

At the Garcia Manor.

The moment Sylvia returned, she crashed into a sleep so deep it felt like the world had faded away. Hunger, however, proved to be a harsh alarm clock. With mobility limited, she called out towards the door. "Mom?"

"Edwin?"

But no one responded. Thinking her voice might've been too soft for Naomi and Edwin to hear, she reached for her phone, only to notice a note left on the bedside table.

[I'm out with Edwin for a dinner party. Left you some snacks, eat if you're hungry.]

On the plate were three little snacks.

Naomi really underestimated her appetite. The snacks barely touched the sides, and her stomach continued to protest loudly.

Left with no choice, she picked up the house phone and dialed the kitchen.

"Hello, is there anything else to eat?"

"The chef's off duty," the maid's voice floated back, punctuated by a yawn, hinting it was time for bed.

"Okay."

up, Sylvia couldn't help but

took her seriously, so why would they bother preparing

from just a few steps sent her tumbling to the ground.

pressed on. Hunger had given her a mission. Blowing on the wound on her arm,

interspersed with Western-style gardens and walkways. Even under the cloak of night, lit

well enough to take only an

lights flickered and died, plunging the kitchen into

voices from the

about what you've done. I'll have the

please! Stella's been with me since birth, she can't

mother. Why then would you

didn't! How many times do I

you really think I'd believe you? Rufus is in a coma at the hospital, and you'll

slam as the door locked,

fluttered, making a sound similar to whispers. It was like a blunt knife twisting

the silence.

mommy! I want my