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

from

at this! This has to be someone's doing!" she exclaimed,

man glanced at it, unfazed. "That cat was pretty wild. Could've easily

the lawn suspiciously, pointing to a patch of trampled grass. "Look,

"What kind of person has feet that slim? Probably just where

twisted

convinced, continued her search, her eyes landing on

moved towards it

on the other side, felt

small decorative ponds like this were usually drained,

Bridget got too close, she'd spot

thought I heard a

you're overthinking this. Maybe you're just exhausted?"

things! Did you know I got a

sneake Sylvia disappeared too? She must

she continued moving toward the

heart was about ready to leap out of

indeed tipped Bridget

wonder she and the

look down and spot the

"Dr. Lennon!"