Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 238

The Simpson family was having a day, to say the least. Miriam, looking as elegant and poised as ever, was eagerly waiting for Rupert to come over for dinner. But just as she was setting the table, her phone buzzed with a distress call from her daughter, Bridget.

Alarmed, Miriam didn't hesitate to spend a small fortune to shoo away the lurking paparazzi around her house. As soon as her car pulled up, she rushed out, yanking the door open only to find Bridget covered in blood, looking like something out of a horror movie.

"Bridget! What on earth happened?" Miriam gasped, her face going pale.

"Mom, help me inside," Bridget mumbled, looking like she could barely stand.

"Of course, of course."

Without wasting another second, Miriam helped her daughter out of the car. Blood was dripping from Bridget's dress onto the driveway, and Miriam quickly wrapped her up in her own coat to stop the trail.

look at the driver, jabbing a finger into his chest. "If you

Miss," the driver muttered, bowing

gave Bridget a gentle nudge. "Why are you wasting time with the help? Let's get

mother as they made their way into the house. The driver stood by the car, his face

pack him off. So, he pretended to leave

set to the corner of the street from earlier in the day, and in her haste, she forgot to change it. When she realized,

called out, "Freya, can you..." but before

work this afternoon. I really have to get to the hospital. I wish I could

secretly hoping

make a fool of herself. She already had her phone set to camera mode, ready to capture Sylvia's fall from

away, a sleek black car pulled

he said, his