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.

under her cheek, complementing her features. She wrinkled her nose and adjusted her position,

eyes, until the phone screen lit up. He glanced at it, his expression

to her room, Rupert hesitated at the door

...

Garcia Manor.

cast a solemn shadow over the

a freshly brewed pot of

failing to warm his icy

look up, methodically preparing the

with the rich aroma,

casually

with the Carmen

down, his face a

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

still my older brother's only son. Going too far could harm the Garcia family's reputation. But now he's overstepped, it's time to set an example, or everyone

spoke evenly, though his eyes

midway to his lips.

"What else?"

sipped his coffee without a

"And Bridget? The situation with the mines can't be held