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

evening gown you sent over is absolutely stunning, I adore it. You really shouldn't have. I'll be wearing a piece I designed myself tonight at the party, and I'd love to take some promotional pictures with

be waiting," Bridget replied, her tone

against the wall, Sylvia had 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 the jewelry

with his fiancée, his

mix of embarrassment and anger surged within Sylvia as she struggled to free herself, but Rupert's grip

lifted her chin, forcing her to meet

light cast sharp shadows across his face, intensifying the

catch the gala

Coverage?

breath hitched, Bridget's earlier words

Tonight, Bailey would be

Bridget's design at the gala, propelling her

all this success came at Sylvia's

her past

swnov

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

even deeper, she

flames were licking at her skin all over again, the agony searing deep into her bones.

you tired of playing with

elevator doors opened, and without

and followed

caught sight of Sylvia's stormy expression. Something was