Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 308

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.

and Chris exchanged a sly

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

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

she could barely keep her

clocked out, all she wanted was to get

at her apartment door when she heard

to say hi-only to be

Wham.

them yanked her hair and slammed her into the wall. She clutched her

blur and the ringing in her ears, she caught

Then everything went black.

had passed when she

Sylvia's vision cleared, her heart nearly stopped. She

the ten-meter

was a filthy, abandoned

like

deserted

years-bleacher seats

by weeds, shards

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

swaying, feeling like she could plunge into the muck

in ragged gasps. Her

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