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.

door closed

As she raised her hand in protest, he simply held it down

need any energy-boosting smoothies?" Rupert's

"You..."

there was a knock at

I've brought you

watched her, stepping back to stand behind the door, hands in his pockets, unconcerned about

grit her teeth and open the door a crack, taking the tray with scented

vision, she saw

"Freya, get up!"

you here?" Freya blurted

me, then who?"

corrected

was Sylvia,

I'm

and tripped. Let

Her humility appeased Bridget.

immediately began searching

"Rupert, Rupert..."

out of nowhere, "Ms. Simpson, Mr. Garcia is a bit busy. You should go

the candlelight, Bridget's face twitched, even her shadow on the wall