Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 277

With solid evidence against Hilbert surfacing, Freya and Bridget's sneaky antics suddenly made perfect sense.

Sylvia's online profile unexpectedly attracted a wave of supportive messages.

"Hey girl, heard you're besties with Freya. Looks like she stabbed you in the back! Maybe steer clear of her."

"Checked out the timeline-no way those jewels could've been swapped without someone on the inside helping Mr. Carmen. Watch your back."

"I've been meaning to warn you. Freya often secretly meets with Bridget. Be careful."

Reading these comments, Sylvia almost chuckled.

Rupert set down his teacup, his voice calm, "Why so cheerful?"

Sylvia quickly suppressed her smile, remembering he was still there. He was fiercely protective of Bridget and might think she was stirring up trouble.

"Uncle Rupert, if you suspect I'm framing Bridget, feel free to investigate yourself. Wouldn't want your fiancée feeling slighted."

Rupert frowned, rubbing his temples.

Sylvia ignored Rupert's expression, continuing to respond to the kind messages on her phone. Before she knew it, exhaustion took over, and she fell asleep against a pillow.

complementing her features. She wrinkled her nose and adjusted her

hint of soft light in his eyes,

carrying her to her room, Rupert hesitated at the door before

...

Garcia Manor.

cast a solemn

from a freshly

failing to warm his

didn't look up, methodically preparing

room was filled with the rich aroma, yet

Tristan casually asked, "Where

the

sat down, his face

cup for Rupert, his movements unhurried. "Working late? Since when did you take such an interest in the Carmen family? I've told you before

Going too far could harm the Garcia family's reputation. But now he's overstepped, it's time

though

to his

"What else?"

his coffee without a hint

The situation with the mines