Chapter 252

With a loud clang, the car window didn't shatter, not even a crack appeared.

Sylvia clung to the car door, feeling completely at a loss.

Just then, the window rolled down slowly, revealing a pair of cool, assessing eyes.

Almost simultaneously, the car door swung open, and a long arm looped around Sylvia's waist, hoisting her up as another foot sent an approaching man flying.

The attacker, upon recognizing Rupert Garcia, scrambled to his feet and dragged his partner away in a hurry.

Rupert cast a quick glance at Orson.

Orson nodded subtly and slipped away.

Watching the two men retreat, Sylvia was about to breathe a sigh of relief when a deep, chilly voice sounded above her head.

"What's going on?"

Sylvia pressed her lips together, words forming in her mind but remaining unspoken.

She was almost certain those two were sent by Bridget.

It must be because her phone was too new, something Bridget had noticed, prompting this ambush to snatch her old phone.

But would Rupert believe her?

Not likely.

He was the sort of guy who would lavish gifts on Bridget without batting an eye.

She couldn't afford to tip him off.

"Just some muggers," Sylvia muttered.

looked down at her, his eyes unreadable. "Do

you want, just

legs dangled awkwardly in the air, making her feel

being handled

her

respond, finding his

Was he concerned?

Definitely not.

his shoulder, desperately trying to create some

impatient; his large

you want to

to you? Am I your pet? Something you can pet when you're pleased and

at

eyes, a hint of

the back

instant, she shot a startled

had whipped off his tie, looping it twice around her

climbing knot, the

"You!"

Sylvia lashed out with a

ready for her; without even looking

caught her

hand.

his

his fingers along her leg, deliberately giving it a squeeze.

having a pet means."

fists, so

defiantly

radiating off

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