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.

the driver, jabbing a finger into his chest. "If you breathe a word about tonight, your little daughter might just disappear,

driver muttered,

a gentle nudge. "Why are you wasting time with

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

tried to pack him off. So, he pretended to leave but sneaked back, capturing the whole juicy scene.

in her haste, she forgot to change it. When she realized, the driver was already on his way, and she had no choice but to hobble painfully towards the

studio. Sylvia called out, "Freya, can you..." but before she

back at work this afternoon. I really have to get to the hospital. I wish I could help," Freya said, her face showing concern, though there was a

secretly hoping

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

deciding to soldier on. But as she turned away, a sleek black car pulled up beside her. The window

he said, his voice