Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 143

At that moment, Bridget arrived, inquiring about the situation. With a frown and a displeased expression, she glanced over at Freya.

Idiot, how could she let this mess fall into her lap?

With everyone gathered, Sylvia knew it was time to wrap things up.

Adopting the tone Freya often used, she said smoothly, "Freya, you'd better apologize quickly. Making a scene isn't good for you or the studio- especially since you're the one who went out for dinner and drinks with them. Right, Ms. Simpson?" Sylvia threw the question directly to Bridget.

In her past life, the two had teamed up countless times to set Sylvia up. This time, she was letting them taste their own medicine.

All eyes turned to Bridget, Rupert's fiancée, whose words carried weight.

Bridget, fearing backlash, dared not defend Freya.

With a gentle smile, she said, "Freya, apologize now. You should be more cautious in the future."

Freya stared at Bridget in disbelief, her face flushing further as her emotions contorted her expression.

Bridget shot her a warning glance.

Freya clenched her fists

the wrong way. I'll have someone from my family inquire at the police station

left together. The crowd slowly dispersed,

forward to support the visibly shaken Freya, offering her comfort with the air of a

I have some ointment in my bag; let's put

her eyes red with bloodshot, gripped Sylvia's hand tightly, her voice full of suspicion. "Sylvia, why did you say that?

Freya's hand

You're the one who asked me to go to the bar with them last night. You knew they were going to drive drunk!

further explanation, Sylvia used a sharp counter-question to scare

Freya had no response, guilt flashing across her

I didn't... you misunderstood. I

Scared?

So she knew fear.

afraid when

because if Eloise

Simpson would speak up for you, being Rupert's fiancée and all. Who wouldn't want to stay on her good side? But she wouldn't even say

Sylvia

against me, why can't I