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."

couldn't help

why would they bother preparing food for her in

in her foot from just a few steps sent her tumbling to the ground. Her arms instinctively braced her fall, hitting a scratch which was carved

pain, she pressed on. Hunger had given her a mission. Blowing on the wound on her arm, she limped out

Garcia Manor was a collection of courtyards interspersed with Western-style gardens and walkways. Even under the cloak of night, lit

made her way to the kitchen, stopping occasionally. She knew her place well enough to take only an egg from the vast array of premium ingredients in

the egg, the lights flickered and died, plunging the kitchen into darkness. The wind outside teased the curtains, making

voices from

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

Stella's been with me since

a child needs her mother. Why then would you hurt

didn't! How many times do I have

I'd believe you? Rufus is in a coma at the hospital, and you'll stay here for the next few days."

loud slam as the door locked, sealing the room in darkness.

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

the silence.

mommy! I