Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 279

"What? You thought Bridget would save you? Freya, let me tell you something. You actually had a chance to escape yesterday."

"What... what do you mean? Explain it to me!" Freya grabbed Sylvia's arm and shook it violently.

Sylvia yanked her arm free and said coldly, "First chance, I refused to let you take the key card, but you were too eager for a shortcut, so you sneaked it away."

"Second, Bridget was right in front of me, and she didn't even notice you were gone. If she cared about you even a little bit, she would have noticed something was wrong and had time to stop you."

"Third, my room wasn't isolated. There were guests on either side. All you had to do was shout, and someone would come to your rescue. But you were too scared of being discovered as not me, so you kept quiet."

"Freya, isn't this the bed you made for yourself?"

Hearing this, Freya's eyes, once red with anger, turned ashen, and she collapsed onto the ground like a fallen autumn leaf.

Sylvia turned her back.

was the one my parents didn't love, and you

only appeared at school together to help her with her bags at the end of the term. Even then, she would always remind Naomi

want anyone gossiping

about her connection to Edwin; they

that's why people felt sorry for her when they saw

what was wrong

but she climbs up and down to tidy up your

he brings snacks and buys you new clothes. I later found

who remarried, still care so much about you? Why does your stepdad, who isn't even

grown up wearing hand-me- downs from relatives and

money,

felt like? It was freeing, but also not

deserve more. You already have so much, why couldn't you just keep

her eyes wide, as if

signaled to the security