Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 169

"What do you mean?" Sylvia's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What do you think?" Rupert's gaze was as deep as the night sky.

Inside the office, Bailey glanced at the message Rupert had sent. Indeed, accepting gifts was always a tricky business.

She immediately called the security room.

"Turn off the surveillance for the elevator leading to my office."

"Understood."

However, the two people in the elevator didn't do anything out of line. Or so it seemed.

Just as Rupert was about to make a move, his phone rang.

Sylvia's eyes flicked to the screen.

From Bridget.

She looked up at the man looming close to her and said pointedly, "Your fiancée."

Rupert didn't argue, nor did he let her go. Instead, he answered Bridget's call directly.

Bridget's sweet voice came

wearing a piece I designed myself tonight at the party, and I'd love to take some promotional pictures with you. When

replied, her tone filled with

no choice but to endure their affectionate conversation. She had almost forgotten that tonight Rupert and Bailey were attending a gala, which was why Bailey had her deliver

phone with his fiancée, his hand still

within Sylvia as she struggled to free

ended the call and, with one hand, lifted

shadows across his

to catch the gala coverage

Coverage?

Bridget's earlier words

Tonight, Bailey would be

the gala, propelling

this success came at

her past

swnov

past or present, Rupert always seemed to use her as a stepping stone

even deeper, she would be forced to witness Bridget's rise

pain, as if flames were licking at her skin all over again, the agony searing deep into her bones. Gritting her teeth, she summoned the strength

you tired of playing with me? Is

and without hesitation, Sylvia

suit and followed her at a measured

had been waiting, his brows furrowing the moment he caught sight of Sylvia's stormy expression. Something