Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 167

"Absolutely, I won't let you down."

Bridget slowly stood up, her nod was light and breezy, a smirk playing at her lips, dripping with sarcasm aimed at Bailey.

She had said it before - Bailey had no choice but to pick her design.

Showing up at every high-society ball wearing jewelry with a flower that had been a favorite of her late husband's mistress had to have gotten under Bailey's skin, right? But so what?

After all, she was Rupert's gal.

Christine, hearing the verdict, struggled to keep her cool. "Impossible! Bailey, how could you choose her design? She clearly..."

Bailey shot her a cold look. "What? Are you questioning me?"

Christine, caught off guard, immediately shook her head. "No, I just thought you would prefer Sylvia's design."

What a way to stir trouble.

Sylvia, ever the diplomat, smiled and said, "I respect Bailey's decision. I'll keep striving for better."

Bailey's expression softened, and with a cryptic gesture, she said, "I've got to run. We'll talk next time."

After Bailey left, Eloise scanned the trio.

with me. The rest

agreement and followed Eloise into her

of her coffee, glancing at Sylvia from the

your composure. Nothing

chose Bridget? But I believe

here to let you know Bailey also chose your design, but I'd like you to keep

you go, then." Eloise dismissed her with

headed straight for the break room to get a glass of water to calm

sooner had she entered,

around,

playing me at the manor, baiting

feigning ignorance. "Not at all. I was merely sharing

composed, Christine snatched the glass from her hand and slammed it down on

her hands

my embarrassment, didn't you? But don't forget, you lost too,"

did you think Bailey would do? You were too eager, hoping to see me and Bridget at odds, looking for a

think Bridget

Mrs. Garcia-to-be on her,

alone?"

snatched her glass back with a scoff,

suddenly softened. "Sylvia, I'm sorry. I just couldn't match your talent or Bridget's connections. I wanted

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