Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 179

Sylvia buried her face in the couch cushion, trying to soothe her frazzled nerves.

Then, her phone rang.

It was Naomi.

"Hey, Sylvia, how was your day?" Naomi's voice was laced with a teasing laughter.

"Not great," Sylvia sighed deeply.

"Oh, come on, didn't Rupert help you out?"

"Mom, is your back better?" Sylvia replied, slightly annoyed. "I've told you before, stop trying to set us up. It's never going to happen."

"It wasn't me! He said..."

"Mom, let's not, okay? It's pointless," Sylvia firmly stated.

Naomi let out a small sigh. "I thought you two could at least have a decent conversation."

she couldn't help but notice how Sylvia seemed to have something against

But that was Rupert!

show some deference. How could Sylvia possibly stand a chance? She just didn't want Sylvia and Rupert to end up at odds over that night's events! Sylvia knew Naomi meant

tired. I'm going

"Alright."

...

the couch, casting a wary

respond, or who knows what might have happened," Miriam vented in anger. Bridget, with tears welling in her eyes, tried to interject, "Mom,

sighed, then turned to Rupert, her face a picture of sympathy for her

all this for you. She knows you've been working on a big deal lately and didn't want

track her

Bridget leaned against Miriam, tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, her tender expression carefully

eyes, waiting for some comforting words from the man seated across from

eyes deepening, before he spoke in a cold, measured tone. "I'll have

and daughter, a cold light flickering

women, Bridget's tears freezing mid-flow as uncertainty flickered across her face. No,

entire incident had

always emphasized the importance of your partnership with Bailey. How could I allow anything to distract you? If your international partners heard about this, they might think you, Rupert of

look at Bridget. "So, you've been