Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 261

As he spoke, he glanced over at Sylvia, his words laced with an unmistakable threat.

Rupert set a steaming bowl of chowder in front of Sylvia and wiped his hands with a warm towel before turning his attention to Hilbert.

"Mr. Carmen makes a fair point. When someone's starving, they'll do just about anything. But eating the wrong thing... well, that can be deadly."

Hilbert's expression turned stone cold. He understood that Rupert wasn't going to let this slide.

He wasn't ready to go head-to-head with Rupert just yet, so he decided to back off.

"Thank you for the warning, Mr. Rupert. I won't disturb your meal any further. I'll be going now."

With that, he left the private dining room.

Sylvia let out a sigh of relief, clutching her spoon tightly and sneaking a glance at Rupert beside her.

"Uncle Rupert, what are you doing here?"

"Just passing through for a meal," Rupert replied, his face unreadable.

Sylvia noticed the table was set for two, assuming he had company.

She quickly put down her utensils and stood up. "I won't keep you then, Uncle Rupert. I'll go find a waiter to get a fresh set of tableware."

Rupert frowned, not looking particularly pleased.

By then, Sylvia had already slipped off her coat.

it back

in her

clean it and return

Rupert to respond, Sylvia had

door slowly close and called

"Orson."

swiftly approached

what's

"Yes, sir."

was almost at the restaurant exit when

her youthful disregard for her own well-being, gave Sylvia a once-over,

eyes,

well, stepping in front of Sylvia with a

this place any good? Mr. Rupert invited me,

best food, but I'm not

had invited

as she said, "It's pretty good. Enjoy your

a brick wall, glaring daggers at Sylvia's retreating

This wasn't over!

back to the studio, Sylvia received

it over. I'll be waiting for you at the gala, or else

her temples to

her face. "Sylvia, are you alright? What are we going to do about the

her gaze on Freya, asking,