Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 185

"You bought the same dress as Eloise. What if she thinks you're upset with her? That's why I said it was a knockoff. I'm trying to help you out here. If you're not okay with it, we should go clear the air with Eloise right now."

Sylvia knew Freya wouldn't dare.

As expected, after a few seconds of silence, Freya changed the subject. "Sylvia, I'm feeling a bit queasy. Could you get me some medicine from the front desk and bring it to Room 6?" "Sure, wait for me."

"Hurry, please. I'm really not feeling well," Freya urged.

"Got it."

Hanging up, Sylvia turned and walked out of the banquet hall.

...

Meanwhile, Bailey took the opportunity while Bridget was chatting with friends to stroll over to Rupert.

Raising her glass, she hinted, "The coast is clear. Aren't you going to follow her? Aren't you worried something might happen?"

Rupert sipped his drink. "She's not foolish."

Bailey chuckled. "Then why did I see you almost crush your glass when she was approached earlier?"

"No, I didn't."

message that you helped with Bridget's birthday bash. It should

Bailey a

absence and approached,

"Bailey, where's Rupert?"

smile. "Ms. Simpson, keeping such a

wouldn't understand the fun Rupert and

"We'll

walked past Bridget and

checked the number and, ensuring

...

she was about to leave, an arm wrapped

gasped, only to find

her. She struggled fiercely. "Have you lost

at her. "So what? Other

scent of

at her wrist, red from his grip. Exhaustion weighed on her, and

to keep her composure. "You're drunk. Besides,

on her arm. His warm touch felt scorching against her skin,

his head, his breath hot against her face, making her feel uncomfortably warm. "Then

turned into a startled gasp as his hand slid to her waist, his fingers grazing the thin silk of her dress, making

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