Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 233

In her panic, she twisted her ankle on the soft grass, and her phone slipped from

her grasp, skidding down the slope straight into the ornamental pond.

She didn't spare a moment to retrieve it, quickly ducking into hiding.

Meanwhile, the man, needing to shield Bridget, arrived a step later behind the bushes.

A stray cat leaped out, pausing to lick its paw.

The man turned to pull Bridget into his arms, a mischievous look on his face. "It's just a cat."

But as he leaned closer, Bridget shoved him away with a look of disgust.

"Stop it, I'm really not feeling well."

The man immediately shrugged off his leather jacket and draped it over Bridget's shoulders.

Bridget, however, kept her gaze fixed on the paw-licking feline, squinting suspiciously. "Something's off. I feel like someone's watching."

The man shrugged. "You're too tense. Let me take you home."

Ignoring him, Bridget brushed off his hand, striding over to the cat and giving it a swift kick.

The cat, agile as ever, yowled and darted away.

stood where the cat had been lounging, scrutinizing the area, until she noticed a

break looked different from the others around

be someone's doing!" she

pretty wild. Could've

lawn

softly. "What kind of person has feet that slim? Probably just where the cat rolled

was Sylvia's twisted ankle that had left the

half convinced, continued her search, her eyes landing on the ornamental

moved towards it step by

the other side, felt her heart pounding

like this were

too close, she'd spot Sylvia's phone

"I thought I heard

Maybe you're just

imagining things! Did you know I got a call saying that

Sylvia disappeared too? She

continued

ready to leap out of her

had indeed tipped

she and the

look down and spot the phone, a

"Dr. Lennon!"