Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 155

"Ms. Lloyd, it's me, Orson."

"What's up?" Sylvia asked, trying to suppress the pain.

"My boss wants to see you."

To see her? For what? To witness the aftermath of his rendezvous with Bridget?

Sylvia couldn't hold back her anger, blurting out, "I'm already off the clock, tell him to visit me when he's free. Maybe he should focus on keeping his own house in order, maybe have a couple more of those energy-boosting smoothies." With that, she flopped back onto her bed.

Outside, Orson stood confused by the rejection and had no choice but to head to the makeshift study Bailey had arranged for Rupert.

"Mr. Garcia, Ms. Lloyd says she's gone to sleep."

"And you believe that hogwash?"

Rupert sat by the window on a solid oak armchair, legs crossed, one hand propping his chin, the other flipping through a contract. "Well...she might be genuinely tired, but she still seems to care about you," Orson ventured.

"Oh?"

That was a surprise. She cared about him?

already held a grudge against him for sending Warren for a business trip. Orson

lifted eyes

"Energy-boosting smoothies...huh."

...

was delivered to her

was hurt, so she pretended to have a bit of

with no salve for her burns,

hardly stomach her food; she barely managed a few bites before sitting by

mountains were

brief commotion next door, all was quiet, or she couldn't have enjoyed even a moment

was lost in the beauty when suddenly, the lights flickered

the fear of the dark could

Sylvia back to

mountains was different from the city's. Here, it was pitch black, as if a

way in the dark like

slowly to the door. When she opened it, Christine and Freya were already standing in the

scared me, Sylvia?" Christine reached

happened?" Sylvia emerged from her

out suddenly," Christine said, her voice tinged with

then, Bridget's voice, dripping with coquettish fear,