Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 134

Warren had been quietly doing Sylvia favors, and she really didn't want to embarrass him over just a photo.

But things needed to be clear. He was just her brother, nothing more.

After a moment, Warren sent a smiley face.

[Get some rest.]

[Will do.]

Logging off Twitter, Sylvia casually checked her missed calls.

Seeing Rupert's number, her finger hesitated for a moment before she put down the phone, opting for a shower and bed instead.

The next morning, Sylvia got out of bed early and headed for the kitchen.

On her way, she pondered excuses to convince the servants to let her use the kitchen for a bit. After all, she was usually met with snide remarks whenever she went to grab a snack.

To her surprise, the kitchen was bustling with new faces. Upon seeing her, they immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted her respectfully.

"Ms. Lloyd, are you hungry? We'll speed things up and have breakfast ready shortly."

The speaker was a woman in her fifties, smiling warmly.

Sylvia hadn't been treated with such respect by the servants in the Garcia family before and was momentarily taken aback. She quickly waved her hands. "No, no, I just wanted to make a special breakfast for Mrs. Fiona and Warren."

night thinking of how to repay Warren and

cook and you bring it to them? It wouldn't be right for you to do the cooking." Hearing

okay, I'd like

let me assist you," the woman quickly

confused,

vigorously, continuing her

might have mistaken her status and explained with a smile, "You don't have to treat me like this. I don't usually live here. I am..." "I know who you are, Ms. Sylvia from

Ms. Sylvia from the Garcia

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woman efficiently began preparing ingredients.

young lady of the family

only young lady in the

it that way, but the

would Orson say

thought formed in

the woman, "Who

"Mr. Rupert Garcia."

with such trivial matters?" Sylvia asked, a hint of surprise

your

water to the mixing bowl in front

spilling the whole

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