Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 129

"What's going on? Why the long face?"

Miriam wrapped her arms around Bridget and, upon seeing her face, gasped. "What happened? Who dared to do this to you?"

"Sylvia!"

Bridget, with a look of deep resentment, recounted the events to Miriam.

The more Miriam listened, the angrier she got, slamming her hand on the table.

"Unbelievable! After dragging our name through the mud and forcing us to apologize to that wretch, Naomi, now her little brat thinks she can play these games? Clearly, she hasn't learned her lesson!"

"Mom, Tristan and Eloise saw everything. What do I do?" Bridget pressed her lips together tightly.

Miriam began pacing, her elegant figure stark against her plotting demeanor.

Then, she stopped and smirked.

"Sylvia has played her last card. Now's our chance to strike."

"But my phone was wiped clean," Bridget said bitterly.

"What does that matter? Remember, you're our trump card. When it comes to influence, how could she possibly compete with you?" Miriam lifted her chin, pityingly adding, "Look at your face- she really did a number on you." Bridget instantly understood Miriam's insinuation.

...

across all major platforms. Surveillance footage showed Bridget leaving a

to Sylvia. Given their previous clash during a competition, speculation ran

resurfaced. Thanks to Bridget's substantial online

the controversy reached its peak, Bridget released

and I just had a bit too much to drink at dinner, this is all just a misunderstanding. Look at me, I'm okay now, right? Let's not be hard on

she didn't deny Sylvia's attack. Admiring her

and Rupert?

look alike because

no way he'd be with another

QUMS

Rupert's heart belonged to

off, leaving viewers with nothing but the image of Bridget's pained expression- before

to the camera, you could tell her makeup was thick, hiding

suddenly, as if touching her face caused

protecting

a storm in a teacup, but could it have been true

remained

...

At the Garcia Manor.

erect, a white chess piece in hand, gazing at the board with