Chapter 220

The rain pattered gently against the window.

Edwin hurried inside, just in time to bump into Sylvia.

"Edwin."

"You're here. Why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a seat."

"Edwin, I saw you heading to the chapel earlier with Mom. Is everything alright?" Sylvia asked cautiously.

Edwin glanced at her and let out a soft sigh. "Sylvia, if you really want answers, you should take a trip to see Rupert. You'll find what you're looking for there."

There was something in his eyes, a hint of suggestion.

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat, her knees felt weak, and she reached out to grip the doorframe, her fingers digging into the wood, yet she felt no pain.

She pondered for a few seconds before shaking her head.

"Never mind, it's not necessary."

Whatever happened at the chapel, no matter how complicated, she had achieved her goal.

This time, Rupert would certainly face significant losses.

what's going on with you? Why do you have such a problem

"Edwin, stop."

his gaze and

a hint of regret in his voice, said, "Rupert's no fool. You suddenly appearing at the Garcia Group, he's not

fingers twisting together until

remarkably smoothly, and even Rupert's attitude

her a

was there just

her gaze, feeling a bit

moment, Naomi came over with a tray of cookies and gestured toward the

get

I

her, handed Edwin a steaming cup of chamomile

her well.

stealing a glance back, only to

...

the handle of her umbrella outside

unsettling her

knuckles whitened and relaxed. She looked down, turned, and

still didn't know how to

Lloyd." Orson appeared, carrying a bag stained with bloody gauze, a jarring

as she fixed her

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