Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 308

Fanny had spent the whole evening focused on Chris, and only now did she notice that Bridget was dressed exactly like the woman in the video.

"You..." Fanny narrowed her eyes, staring hard at Bridget.

Bridget's face went pale with panic. "You're not suspecting me, are you? I was with Mr. Rupert all night."

Fanny's gaze wavered, unsure.

Chris flicked his cigarette to the ground and crushed it under his boot. "Looks like someone was targeting Ms. Simpson. Fanny was just a pawn. Ms. Simpson, have you pissed anyone off lately?"

Bridget lowered her eyes, pretending to think. “Uh... maybe Sylvia?"

"We've had our disagreements," she went on, "but I can't believe she'd drag Fanny into this. What if she's got more deep fake videos like that one?"

"If those get out online, we're finished."

Her eyes glossed over with tears.

Fanny slammed her palm on the table. "She wouldn't dare!"

Bridget tried to soothe her. "Don't worry about me, it's enough that you two have cleared things up. You should get some rest."

Fanny just turned on her heel and walked out.

exchanged a sly

footage was wiped," Chris murmured. "Can't say for

"Doesn't matter. I say it was her, that's

at the bar, Sylvia hadn't slept a wink all night. She was so out of it she could barely keep her eyes

all she wanted was to get home

at her apartment door when she heard the elevator

Mrs. Ward, she turned to say hi-only to

Wham.

her hair and slammed her into

in her ears, she caught a couple words-

Then everything went black.

know how much time had passed when she finally came to. The world was upside

Sylvia's vision cleared, her heart nearly stopped.

from the ten-meter

her was a filthy, abandoned

looked like it had

deserted

years-bleacher seats

and cracked, some swallowed up by weeds, shards of broken

howled through the building, making an eerie, buzzing sound. The rope suspending her groaned as it rubbed against the edge

dangled there, the rope swaying, feeling like she could

burned, and her breath came in ragged