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.

glancing at Sylvia. His scarf was under her cheek, complementing her features. She wrinkled her nose and adjusted her position, falling back into a peaceful

hint of soft light in his eyes, until the

her to her room, Rupert hesitated at the

...

Garcia Manor.

cast a solemn shadow over

study, steam from a freshly

to warm his icy

up, methodically

rich

Tristan casually

with the Carmen

down, his face a

Carmen family? I've told you before to seize the

reputation. But now he's

though his

cup midway to his lips. "Is

"What else?"

coffee without

slightly. "And Bridget? The situation