Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 243

Before Sylvia could even say goodbye, the wheelchair spun around and whisked her out of Chris's office.

By the time they reached downstairs, the sky had turned a deep navy blue.

Seeing them approach, the driver immediately jumped out to open the car door.

"Rupert, I can just grab a cab home," Sylvia insisted, trying to stand up from the wheelchair.

But as soon as she took a step, her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed in front of Rupert.

Thank heavens Rupert caught her just in time.

How embarrassing!

Sylvia couldn't bring herself to look up, her cheeks burning with humiliation.

Above her, Rupert's voice drawled, teasing yet deep, "A bit early for New Year's greetings, don't you think? Or is it that my Christmas bonus wasn't generous enough this year?"

Sylvia gritted her teeth, but there was no point in arguing. Since she joined the Garcia family, Rupert had never failed to slip her a festive envelope each year.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to her feet and making her meet

his gaze.

so polite to

"Thanks," Sylvia mumbled awkwardly.

was that? I couldn't hear you," Rupert leaned

his cologne, heating Sylvia's cheeks to a fiery red. She tried to press him away,

silently, clearly waiting for her to

her breath, then

her, his arms on either side of the car door,

voice left no room for argument. Resigned, Sylvia

from the hospital, Rupert tapped his

Let's grab

that she had

his wrist, eyes fixed ahead, "Since when did you start

heart skipped

She was caught!

had been bragging to Chris

didn't even recognize the limited editio piece Rupert wore-a collector's dream with only

sound calm, "Just recently, really saw MS. Eloise wearing one and

his eyes as if to rest, though Sylvia felt

just then, and Sylvia quickly opened the door,

approached with a wheelchair, smiling

at Rupert, surprised by his

suit, "Need