Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 103

It was Orson.

He pulled back, then sidestepped to make room.

A man dressed in all black approached, his presence seemingly restrained under the harsh, white light, exuding danger. He glanced at Sylvia lying on the ground and reached out to drag her up. Sylvia winced in pain; she had scraped her palm on the ground when she fell.

The man's gaze briefly lingered on her wound before his deep voice broke the silence. "I'm still here. Still alive."

"But my mom and Edwin..."

Sylvia attempted to pull away, wanting to rush into the trash room to rescue them.

Rupert signaled Henry and Orson with a look, and the two dashed into the room. He then forcefully pulled Sylvia behind him. "What can you do in this state? Just wait."

Turning, he advanced towards the manager, his deep, bloodshot eyes locking onto the manager's.

The manager, recognizing the arrival, couldn't even dare to make a sound despite the pain. "Mr. Rupert." Rupert's gaze was disdainful as he stepped on the manager's twisted ankle with his polished shoes.

"Ah!" The manager couldn't hold back his scream.

"Lies have their consequences," Rupert stated coldly.

won't dare to do it again," the manager pleaded,

shouldn't touch anyone from

"Yes..."

he spoke, Edwin and Naomi

for help. Suddenly, she retched, vomiting

felt a chill run down her spine. Her eyes quickly filled with tears, and her chest tightened, as though being pounded,

"Mom."

...

At the hospital.

examination, the doctors found that Edwin was merely drunk, with

Edwin of the Garcia family; no one dared to go too

in a much worse condition. She had been forced to drink excessively and had even needed her stomach pumped after ingesting rotten food. Deep marks

held Naomi's

her presence, slowly opened her eyes. The moment she

"Sylvia, Edwin..."

him next

to cry, her voice hoarse and

a lot. After Edwin passed out, she had people tie

seemingly unable

leaned closer. "Mom, what did she