Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 144

The sound of a resounding slap echoed, leaving Freya with a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Bridget gripped Freya by the neck and spatted, "You can't even handle this simple task. All these years, I've wasted so many opportunities on you! Without me, do you think you could even step foot in this building? Freya, if you've chosen to be a lapdog, then do your job well!

With that, Bridget hurled Freya across the room in a fit of rage.

Having just been reprimanded by that woman, Freya was already weak. She crashed against the wall and crumpled to the floor like a rag doll.

Striding over in her stiletto heels, Bridget pressed the sharp tip of her shoe onto Freya's face.

"This afternoon, we're going to Camellia Manor to meet Bailey. I'll find an excuse to bring you along. Figure out a way to make Bailey despise her, got it?"

"Understood."

Freya clenched her teeth and nodded.

Bridget pulled out her phone and transferred 5,000 to Freya.

"Don't say I never treat you well. Use this money to fix your face; it's repulsive."

turned and

at the transaction on her phone. Her eyes,

vowed, she would trample

she

scene unfold with a hidden smile

...

her somewhat bewildered. Fortunately, she had brainstormed the basic concepts the night before. Her impression of

her past life, she had married Rupert right after graduation and, like a caged canary, been confined to a mansion, tending

internet and snippets of conversations she overheard. Many memories were

she couldn't

some sort of

well to protect

this life, having perhaps chosen a different path, the

to reality by someone standing at

you ready?" Christine

well-prepared. I was caught off guard by the sudden notice and haven't had a chance to organize my

third, so I have to work harder. I stayed up

to come

worry, opportunities favor the prepared mind. You'll do

Simpson said she arranged a car to pick us up,"