Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 176

Sylvia jolted, startled by the strange Rupert. Her breath hitched as she tried to push him away.

But he caught her wrist, his fingers brushing over a patch of discolored skin- a faded burn she'd gotten some time ago. "Are you recovered?" he asked, his deep voice carrying a hint of laziness.

Sylvia turned her face away, refusing to speak.

Rupert gently tilted her chin back toward him, his fingers lightly pinching her cheek.

"Can we talk like civilized people?"

"You forget- I'm as stubborn as a mule," Sylvia retorted, annoyance in her tone. Rupert leaned against the table, his head drooping as he suppressed a chuckle.

"I try to have a serious conversation, and all you remember is the nonsense."

His tone was lighter now, tinged with rare ease.

Sylvia didn't know what to say. Moments ago, they were at each other's throats.

She looked down, unwilling to engage further.

about to let her off so easily. He leaned in closer, his fingertip grazing her lip with a

this up, and I won't hesitate to tell the press about your escapades

never got such treatment. You must be keeping busy," Sylvia said

eyes, understanding

turned icy.

"Just leave Warren alone."

for him? You're something else,

a dangerous glint flashing in

the edge of the table behind

ket

In that moment, she felt her past self was not just pathetic

her fingernails

a moment, then suddenly asked, "Didn't you want to know

don't care who she is. Just don't drag me

"What..."

could ask what he meant, the dorm

Why haven't you

we'll have to help you move. Well

followed by three

the guards, catching sight of a tattoo peeking out from