Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 283

Fiona and Warren stood there, heads bowed, all traces of previous arrogance

long gone.

On the other side were Edwin and Naomi, both looking rather grim.

Naomi gave Sylvia a cautious look, signaling her to proceed.

Sylvia quickly stepped forward with a gift box, greeting Tristan politely, "Tristan, sorry to bother you today. I brought you a little something. I hope you like it."

"Hmm, you shouldn't have," Tristan replied, barely glancing at the gift box, clearly uninterested.

However, he appreciated Sylvia's acknowledgment of her place. A guest should always know their role, and she clearly did.

He waved a hand at the butler, who promptly took the gift away without even asking what it was.

Sylvia had expected this indifference from Tristan and felt no disappointment. She quietly moved to stand next to Naomi, content to blend into the background.

quieter, the tension

sleeve. "Dad, I was wrong. I promise I won't do it again.

a force in the business world, was unmoved by such pleas. He

start not to waste your efforts on your

seeing through your plans and turning the

the butler handed him a freshly brewed cup of tea to help him calm down.

Tristan's gaze but kept her head down, her face turning pale,

meant for her. Tristan and Rupert had known all along that Warren was using

trap. No wonder they invited her over for

be more devastating than hearing firsthand

watched as Fiona fell, stepping forward to help her, glaring at Tristan with

treat us like this? Just because my

knees. As a grandson, you dare to defy me? Perhaps the

flicked over Warren as he sipped his tea. His authoritative tone was

to

wanted to keep his place as the eldest of the Garcia family he had to swallow his pride. Otherwise, he risked being