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.

nodded vigorously. "Yes, Bailey, Ms. Simpson did stop to ask about the

eliminating the others, only

with a furrowed brow, turned to Sylvia. "You don't happen to

head, but before she

flowers were to Bailey? To do this? Even though Ms. Simpson is Rupert's fiancée and might have Bailey's favor,

clung to Rupert, her voice filled with despair. "Sylvia, how could you do this to me? You

touched by Bridget's genuine tears, cast blaming

approached Sylvia. "Is it

her gaze and nodded slightly.

stunned, momentarily lost for

Without even trying to

admission, pressed, "Why?

she had

sincerity,

off with Sylvia and quickly wiped

you don't want to admit a mistake, but it's better to apologize now. I'm sure

stop.

Rupert is here;

a difficult position," Bridget

understanding the gravity of the