Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 282

In truth, ever since Sylvia had been given a second chance at life, she knew deep down that when it came to Rupert, she was way out of her league.

She had to start small, focus on her immediate surroundings. She thought if she took things one step at a time, she could eventually carve out a path to avenge Stella.

But she had overestimated herself. It turned out every move she made was already anticipated by Rupert.

It was all a trap!

Sylvia got into a cab, feeling like a hollow shell, frozen in place. It wasn't until the driver called out to her multiple times that she snapped back to reality.

"Ma'am, where to?"

"Maple Street."

Her voice was barely a whisper as she watched the cityscape blur by, a tightness growing in her chest.

Tears gathered at the corner of her eyes, blurring her vision.

Before they could fall, she bit down hard on her hand, forcing back the emotions she couldn't afford to show.

When they arrived, Sylvia quickly got out and made her way to a quaint little boutique specializing in antique collectibles.

The clerk brought out a set of twelve zodiac figurines she had ordered.

Tristan loved his tea and had a fondness for collecting unique trinkets.

Even though he had plenty of exquisite collectibles, she felt this gesture was necessary.

Even if he never paid it any mind.

another cab, planning to head to the Garcia Manor. As she passed by the store's glass door, she

reached up to touch it. It was supposed to be soft and warm, but it felt more

on a

...

stood before the grand gate. Just as she was

card, she remembered she had

bit awkward, she knocked on the

was always polite to her, recognized

to see you. Come on in, Mrs. Fiona and Warren are back

the pedestrian gate,

few steps, she

Fiona and Warren back for

"Yes." The guard nodded.

Tristan invite them specifically?"

bring in a lot

was more to this dinner

and Warren's issues were family matters. Why did Tristan want her,

for a moment, then asked, "Has Mr.

"Not yet."

the

this to

"Of course, no problem."

without question and disappeared back into

her scarf tighter

her

half her