Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 209 Since Bridget had to stay home after her miscarriage, she figured it was time to move on with her other plans.

While sneaking off to the restroom, Sylvia dialed Naomi's number.

"Mom, is Edwin at the office today?"

"He is. What's up?"

"I was thinking of grabbing lunch with him."

As she spoke, Sylvia glanced down at the bag by her feet, containing Rupert's jacket.

She was worried that approaching Rupert directly might give away her feelings.

Having lunch with Edwin seemed like a perfect excuse to return Rupert's jacket without raising suspicion.

Naomi pondered for a moment before replying, "Better not. Edwin's swamped today."

Sylvia was taken aback. "Busy with a big deal?"

"Not exactly," Naomi hesitated before sighing deeply. "Rupert's sick. Remember he jumped into the lake

to save you? Soaked to the skin, he still got you to the hospital. And after Warren's car accident last night, he spent the whole night covering for Warren's duties. He went to work this morning as if nothing happened. He's only human; of course, he's sick now."

heart skipped a

unusually high body temperature from the night before, thinking

so he's covering for him at work. Probably won't even have time for lunch,"

Sylvia replied, her

the office buzz

"Did you see it?"

lucky. Sick and still gets jewelry as comfort. Rupert is way too romantic." "She gets colorful gemstones when she's ill, and all we get are colorful pills to

among them, though envy was evident in

saw Bridget's post from a few

tastes bitter, but

photo showed her wearing a necklace with snowflake-embedded colorful gemstones, resembling

piece from the P collection

the rumors were true; Rupert was serious about marrying her after the project with

and clarity returned

Rupert who had saved her was just a facade; his ultimate goal was

then opened the express delivery app on her

to wait until

Noon.

took a taxi to the

was greeted by Edwin's

me

Edwin is too busy to even eat, so I thought I'd bring him