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

But that was Rupert!

to 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 well, so she held back from

I'm going to

"Alright."

...

the Simpson residence, Miriam carefully helped Bridget settle onto the

to respond, or who knows what might have happened," Miriam vented

to Rupert, her face a

for you. She knows you've been working on a big deal lately and didn't want the fan harassment to distract

so far as to track

streamed down her flushed

for some comforting words from the man seated across

in a cold, measured

daughter, a cold light flickering in his eyes, leaving

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

entire incident

with Bailey. How could I allow anything to distract you? If your international partners heard about this, they might think you, Rupert of the Garcia family, can't even

Bridget. "So, you've been