Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Sylvia looked at Rupert in surprise. How on earth did he know she was craving clam chowder?

Rupert turned his head slightly, his voice calm, "Go ahead, have some."

"Okay."

Sylvia nodded and took a sip of the soup.

Watching the scene unfold, Warren's expression was inscrutable, his hand gripping his fork tightly.

Fiona dabbed her lips with a napkin, chuckling softly, "Sylvia, what brings you to dinner with Rupert? As someone older, let me remind you that some things shouldn't be repeated. For a woman, reputation is everything."

Sylvia's face turned pale.

She was well aware that Fiona was alluding to that fleeting moment between her and Rupert. Though it had happened ages ago, the Garcias never dared to discuss it openly. Yet here was Fiona, making her feel small in front of everyone at the table.

Just then, the sound of tea being poured interrupted the tension.

After setting down the teapot, Rupert leisurely picked up his cup, his gaze icy as he locked eyes with Fiona.

"I wasn't aware I needed to report my whereabouts to outsiders. Wouldn't you agree?"

The word "outsider" cut Fiona deeply.

cup down slowly, his face devoid of emotion. "Just what I said. Come and go as you please-treat the

maybe I should ask Tristan

Warren's expressions flickered with panic for

returning to the Carmens-a fate

"My mom didn't mean anything

about finds it funny. Do I really

ring-adorned fingers tapped rhythmically against the cup, the ruby glinting under

Fiona a warning

Fiona turned

spoke out of

I'll drink

tilted her head

focusing

evident, but she dared

watched Fiona with a hint of reproach before stepping in

with a grin. "Sylvia,

cheerfully slid the

her bowl aside, Sylvia wiped her mouth. "I'm

his plump cheeks quivering as he

her wheelchair back. "I need to

the restroom, she washed her hands and

a barely concealed

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