Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 309

Sylvia clenched her jaw, struggling to keep herself calm.

"Synthetic? Bridget told you that? No wonder you let her scam you out of everything you had. You really are that gullible!"

"You-! Clearly you need a lesson. Do you really think I'm joking with you? My dad's in charge of the city's redevelopment. All I have to do is nod, and you'll be wiped off the face of the earth, Sylvia!"

"So that's how your dad runs things, huh? I guess the whole Lance family's got plenty of skeletons in their closet." Sylvia shot back with a cold, twisted smile.

Fanny's face darkened, her eyes hardening with malice.

"Toss her in!"

Once again, Sylvia was shoved into the filthy pool, the reek of chlorine and mildew burning her nose. Over and over, they dunked her until she nearly drowned.

When they finally yanked her up, her breaths came faint and shallow, but the defiance in her eyes hadn't faded a bit.

Fanny grew agitated. "Where's the video? This is your last chance!"

Sylvia flicked her eyes around, deflecting, "I'm just curious. Why are you here yourself? Who sent you?"

"Shut up! Don't try to start trouble between us!" Fanny snapped.

"Start trouble? I don't know anything." Sylvia turned her face away, refusing to meet her gaze.

closer, her heels clicking on the

you think stalling for time is gonna save you? Hoping someone's coming

help before you blacked out? He

her pocket-the emergency alarm Sylvia had hidden

to her phone, it was supposed to trigger an alert

why Sylvia had stalled, hoping the cops would

she'd forgotten: the Lance family had been in politics for three generations. Their influence seeped

the alarm to the ground and crushed it

last

shoved her into the

didn't have her goons pull Sylvia up right

the

thrashed, struggling in

failing, did Fanny signal for her to be dragged back to

and gagged, her lungs burning, vision

close to

"Still not talking?"

in her eyes making it clear this was all a game to her— human life

To Fanny, her

Underwater, Sylvia's hand brushed