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.

other end, Bridget's sweet voice

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 you. When can you pick me up?" "Right away." Rupert's voice was calm, steady,

waiting," Bridget replied, her

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 today. And Bridget

his fiancée, his hand

surged within Sylvia as she struggled to free herself, but

the call and, with one hand, lifted her

shadows across his

to catch

Coverage?

Bridget's earlier words echoing in

Tonight, Bailey would be

at the gala, propelling her

all this success came at

of her past

swnov

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

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

at her skin all over again, the agony searing deep into her bones. Gritting

you tired of playing with me? Is it

opened, and without hesitation, Sylvia stormed out, her

and followed her at a

caught sight of Sylvia's stormy expression. Something was