Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 295

Suddenly, Bridget lunged forward, catching Sylvia off guard as she yanked her scarf with a ferocity that pulled Sylvia right into her face.

In the tussle, the scarf slipped down, revealing a set of bite marks on Sylvia's

neck.

Bridget's eyes narrowed with a fierce intensity, her grip tightening.

"Still wearing it, huh? Afraid people won't know you're a tramp? Hand it over!"

Sylvia felt a sharp pain in her neck but gritted her teeth and twisted Bridget's wrist in response.

Despite her privileged upbringing as a delicate heiress, Bridget was no match for Sylvia's strength.

Sylvia glared icily at her. "What's the matter? Mr. Rupert didn't buy you a scarf? No worries, you can demand more in the dowry."

With a forceful shove, she pushed Bridget's hand away.

Bridget shot Sylvia a venomous look, but then, as if on cue, she let out a derisive smirk and collapsed dramatically into a nearby plant stand.

"Ah!"

Bridget screamed, clutching her head as she hit the floor, blood trickling down her forehead.

The commotion drew everyone from the conference room.

"Ms. Simpson, what happened?"

hurried to help Bridget

misty with tears of supposed innocence,

just lost my balance.

her hand, but to the others, it

cycle of defending herself, so she stated flatly, "We can check the security

incident with Freya, Ms. Eloise decided to upgrade to better surveillance. The old cameras were taken down last

glanced up, realizing the camera that used to hang there had indeed been

out—it was all a setup to

at Bridget, who appeared hurt but had a

this went on, the more Sylvia knew she had to stay

tried to keep her voice

Bridget suddenly went limp, collapsing

moment, a tall figure swiftly moved past

through the air, causing a shiver

It was Rupert.

all eyes turning

I'm sure Sylvia didn't

I only wanted to ask her to be more discreet, but she

hurts. I feel

slumped against Rupert, her lips

roll down

her look utterly