Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 269

In the cozy, dimly-lit pub, the tension in the air was palpable as Hilbert made his entrance, his demeanor aggressive and unyielding. Sylvia felt the pressure mounting, knowing she might be forced to compromise once more.

The plan was simple: offer herself up, catch her in the act, and broadcast it live. The blame would inevitably shift to Sylvia, and Hilbert would have had his fun and could quietly slip away.

As for the woman caught in the crossfire... her fate was all too predictable.

So, Freya, would you still play the loyal lapdog?

When Freya noticed the live stream recording her, she snapped, her eyes blazing with rage as she lunged at the paparazzo.

"It wasn't me! It wasn't me! It was Bri-"

Her words were cut short as the stream was abruptly halted for violating rules.

Sylvia, furrowing her brows, glanced up just in time to see Rupert casually tap his phone screen.

Understanding dawned on her instantly.

"Uncle Rupert! It was you!"

Rupert simply nodded, setting down his mug of coffee with a calm demeanor.

Sylvia stood frozen, struggling to regain her grip on reality.

So close!

If Freya had just managed to utter Bridget's name in public, even without evidence, the whirlwind of gossip alone would have been enough to ruin her.

her feeling blurred and lost. She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the color

voice was tinged with bitterness: "So, Uncle Rupert, you knew Bridget and Freya were plotting against me, that they were in cahoots

Do you understand the humiliation

vile comments in the chat,

so hard to just get a fair

her anger and frustration making it difficult to articulate her

down with a hint of irritation

It wouldn't have happened?

his eyes, Bridget was too

laughing bitterly, feeling

realized that arguing was

Rupert, may you and Bridget be together forever. I sincerely wish you

that, she

wrist was caught

indifferent eyes now shadowed and intense. "I don't need

lips moved, but all that emerged

began to struggle, "Let me

her closer, glancing over at Orson

quickly stepped forward, handing over

could react, a scarf was wrapped snugly around

I'm

words, he

clenched her teeth, tearing herself

elevator

her,