Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 275

"Get inside and talk."

"No need. There's nothing left to say between us." Sylvia stood her ground, glaring at the man.

Rupert's cigarette ember glowed and faded as he approached with quiet footsteps, his form gradually becoming more distinct but never fully emerging from the shadows.

He lingered on the edge of light and dark, his silhouette strikingly handsome, like a predator poised to pounce. His gaze was intense, deep as an abyss, making Sylvia swallow involuntarily despite her resolve.

Rupert glanced at his watch. "In a few minutes, your neighbor will be back from work. Are you sure you want to discuss this here?"

"How do you know that?" Sylvia asked, surprised.

"If I want to know something, I find out," Rupert replied nonchalantly.

The elevator began descending, indicating someone had called it from below. Sylvia's heart skipped a beat.

Her next-door neighbor was a high-powered executive, always returning from work around this time. They hardly interacted, just exchanged pleasantries in the morning.

The one thing that irked Sylvia was how nosy her neighbor could be, always keen on gathering gossip.

her neck, the neighbor kept

here, Sylvia would become the talk of

numbers continued climbing steadily. Sylvia had

Rupert's silent pressure, shooting him a glare

followed at a leisurely

and sure enough,

hand, and yanked him, inside, slamming the door shut

she was in the clear, but then

home? I just got back from work and realized I'm out of balsamic vinaigrette. Could

heart raced as she stood silently behind the door,

a warm breath on her neck, making

"Ms. Lloyd, I heard something. I brought you some lasagna

was hot

her spine. She tried to

ear was

picked up by someone, I don't know," Sylvia

she

closer, their shadows merging on the