Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 102

Sylvia made her way through the hallways, guided by the signs towards the private dining rooms.

Henry, ever the gentleman, steadied her, glancing around with concern. "Ms. Lloyd, what if the manager doesn't cooperate?"

Sylvia paused outside the dining room door, her face set with determination. "Today, whether he likes it or not, he's going to cooperate!"

With that, she strode to the emergency alarm beside the restaurant's grand staircase and slammed her hand down on it. Instantly, the sound of the alarm blared throughout the restaurant, sending guests scurrying for the exits. Unfazed, Sylvia and Henry moved deeper into the restaurant. They searched all the way to the innermost private dining room but found no trace of anything-not even a single familiar face.

"Ms. Lloyd, there's no sign of them," Henry said, worry creasing his brow.

Sweat dampened Sylvia's palms, her body starting to feel weak. Could it be that even in this life, she couldn't prevent the tragedy that befell Naomi and Edwin?

Just as she was near despair, a server burst out from a door. Sylvia grabbed her, urgently asking, "What's behind that door?"

staff to serve food more efficiently," the server explained, puzzled by

of the open, empty space. There was nowhere to hide - until soft sobs drew

budge.

tied up, her body smeared with

bloodshot eyes locked onto Sylvia. Desperately, she tried to nudge Edwin awake with her body, fearing the

jaw. "Mom, I'm here to save

"Stop right there!"

appeared

for a playground? You've caused enough trouble Maybe

Guest?

Mrs. Simpson! Bridget's mother!

ground, warning the manager, "Do you even

down on her. "You think you're something special? Even Edwin has to

Sylvia watched as the manager signaled the guards to grab her.