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?

grudge against him for sending Warren for a business trip. Orson stepped forward, reporting faithfully, "She advised you to drink more of

eyes gleamed with

"Energy-boosting smoothies...huh."

...

was delivered to her room

to know she was hurt, so she pretended to have a bit of a cold and

her burns, the pain was

her food; she barely managed a few

mountains were

of a painting, utterly serene Thankfully, after the brief commotion next door, all was quiet, or she couldn't have enjoyed even

lost in the beauty when suddenly,

glued to her chair, unsure of what to do next, before the fear of the dark could fully set in, Bridget's scream from next door truly startled her. "Rupert! Rupert!

shout snapped Sylvia back to

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

her way in

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

scared me, Sylvia?" Christine reached out, touching the

Sylvia emerged from her

suddenly," Christine said, her voice tinged

Bridget's voice, dripping with coquettish