Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 152

Freya was practically dragged out by the servant.

"Let me go, let me go..."

Struggling, Freya was brought before the crowd.

Bailey surveyed her coldly. "What were you doing hiding over there? Did you start the fire?"

Frozen with fear, Freya collapsed to the ground, shaking her head fervently. "Bailey, it wasn't me, I swear! Sylvia and I just stepped out to use the restroom. When she didn't come out, I wandered off looking for her and got lost until a servant found me." She pointed to the servant at the edge of the group.

The servant nodded at Bailey, confirming Freya's story.

Bailey's eyes narrowed as she turned toward Sylvia and Bridget.

"So, it seems like it could only be one of you two. But this lighter belongs to Ms. Simpson, so that means..."

Bridget, tears streaming down her face, spoke through sobs, "I have an alibi! I ran into a gardener while I was out and even stopped to chat. You can ask them if you don't believe me."

Catching Bailey's glance, the butler hurriedly fetched the gardener.

"Yes, Bailey, Ms. Simpson did stop to ask about the flowers. She couldn't have been here setting

the others, only Sylvia

turned to Sylvia. "You don't happen to have an alibi, do

head, but before she could speak, Freya exclaimed

Even though Ms. Simpson is Rupert's fiancée and might have Bailey's favor, you should have believed in yourself." Freya's words effectively

voice filled with despair. "Sylvia, how could you do this to me? You even used what I was planning to gift Rupert. You've

servants, touched by Bridget's genuine

tense, approached Sylvia.

her gaze

were stunned, momentarily lost

Without even trying

Sylvia's admission, pressed, "Why?

she had misjudged

with sincerity, said, "For

off with Sylvia and

admit a mistake, but it's better to apologize now. I'm sure

stop. I

Rupert is here; don't put

a difficult position," Bridget

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