Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 156

"I'm so scared, I hate the dark, I can't see...Ah!"

It sounded like she tripped over something, her steps scattering in a panic. From the sound of it, Freya was making a beeline towards Sylvia.

And Rupert was right in front of Sylvia.

Freya sure knew how to seize the moment.

Next thing, there was the sound of a collision - Freya had succeeded in her ploy.

Sylvia was about to sneer when suddenly a shadow loomed before her. Caught off guard, she didn't have time to react before she was enveloped in a familiar scent.

Without defense, Sylvia found herself being kissed, forgetting even to escape. The man's scent was like the cold air on a sunny winter's day, with a brisk warmth enveloping after a slight touch of sunlight.

His kiss was gentle, lacking his usual dominance, as if merely to silence her, his breaths ragged yet restrained.

The wailing on the floor brought Sylvia back to her senses.

Soon, the sound of footsteps echoed from the other end of the hallway, with maids approaching, holding lit scented candles.

As the light drew closer, Sylvia tried to push away the man before her but instead was guided by him into the room with her waist clutched.

closed

against her skin. As

know if I need any energy-boosting

"You..."

Sylvia could speak, there was a knock at the

I've brought you

to stand behind the

door a crack, taking

saw

"Freya, get up!"

Why are you here?"

you mean? If not me, then who?" Bridget's voice

Freya corrected

it was Sylvia, I heard

I'm so sorry, I

and tripped. Let me

Her humility appeased Bridget.

immediately

"Rupert, Rupert..."

"Ms. Simpson, Mr. Garcia is

Bridget's face twitched, even