Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 150

Sylvia peered at Freya's seemingly innocent smile and knew right away that Freya and Bridget couldn't possibly sit still and watch her shine in front of Bailey.

Better to face them head-on rather than be caught off guard by their sneaky moves.

On their way to the restroom, Freya kept stealing glances at Sylvia.

Finally, she spoke with a hint of accusation, "Sylvia, why didn't you stop me when I was speaking earlier?"

Sylvia had anticipated this confrontation and had her response ready.

With a helpless expression, she took Freya's hand. "Freya, I thought you were just here to deliver a gift. How was I to know you'd try to steal the spotlight? You didn't tell me- how could I have stopped you?"

"I wasn't trying to steal the spotlight. I genuinely liked that ring," Freya hurriedly explained, fearing Sylvia's suspicion.

"Of course, I believe you. It's just... I'm not sure if Bailey would think the same or wonder if you're overstepping." Sylvia sighed deliberately and continued walking. She could feel Freya's resentful gaze boring into her back. Hating her, yet unable to get rid of her, and still having to cling to her- it must be a bitter pill to swallow, right?

But wasn't this the path Freya had chosen in her quest for success?

Only now, her stepping stone was no longer obedient.

As they passed a small garden filled with camellias, Freya stopped abruptly, pulling Sylvia towards the vibrant blooms. She gestured at the garden and remarked, "It seems Bailey really loves camellias. Taking care of so many must be such a hassle. If anything went wrong, there would be hell to pay."

"Indeed."

glanced at the garden

sly look, her eyes glinting

flowers. After

"Right."

together, but a sneaky

...

Elsewhere.

his handsome, deep-set features. His expression was

the aura of authority

made Bailey's heart flutter. Her admiration for Rupert was more than just professional; it

of a

romance

thought even a fleeting

had thought he was hopelessly in love with Ms.

But turned out...

How intriguing!

your fiancée might be

for business, not personal matters," Rupert

"Such heartlessness."

railing, offering Rupert a cigarette while gesturing for him