Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 210 Ding.

The elevator doors slid open to reveal a brightly lit corridor. Standing there, Sylvia could peer through the glass walls on either side, granting her a bird's-eye view of the building's interior.

At the end of the corridor stood a pair of impressive double doors made of solid wood, simple yet exuding a sense of authority.

The assistant cautiously pushed open the door, and Sylvia was greeted with a sight of a sprawling two- story office space that spanned across two hundred square meters.

A row of floor-to-ceiling windows offered an almost panoramic view of the surrounding cityscape.

A spiral staircase led upwards, presumably to Rupert's private quarters.

The sunlit tiles on the floor left Sylvia momentarily awestruck.

This was, in fact, her first foray into Rupert's professional domain.

Nearby, Edwin, who had been sitting at a small conference table, stood up at the sound of their arrival. "Sylvia, what brings you up here?"

Snapping back to reality, Sylvia lifted the thermal bag she was holding, "I brought you lunch. My mom says you've been working too hard lately, so I went out of my way to order this for you."

"It seems like a lot of trouble for you to go through."

Despite Edwin's words, his actions betrayed his delight as he eagerly accepted the thermal bag.

Just as he was about to sit down, he noticed something else in Sylvia's hands.

"What's that?"

it to me. Since I was coming over

realized Rupert wasn't in

spike to over 103°F after his meeting this morning. It's a

high? Shouldn't he be in the hospital?" Sylvia asked, her concern evident as she clutched the

come over to check on him. He's upstairs getting IV fluids now," Edwin gestured

Such dedication.

a mix of emotions

upwards, noting a small bar area that probably bordered Rupert's private room, yet unable

wasn't there for

down on the sofa, she urged,

"Sure thing."

opportunity to admire

place is beautiful. Edwin, do you mind if I take

"Go ahead, just..."

I just want it for myself," Sylvia

with a

the perfect angle, eventually settling in front of the

documents neatly

after searching twice, Sylvia couldn't find any trace

the bookshelf was

the contract signing imminent. Given Kis cautious nature,

Could it be upstairs...