Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 311

Chapter 311

It was him.

Chris.

The man paused mid-motion. "You know me?"

Sylvia quickly looked away, shaking her head. Her voice trembled as she pleaded,

"I swear, I don't know anything. Why won't Ms. Lance believe me?"

She couldn't admit it-there might still be a slim chance to get out of this.

The man let out a cocky laugh. "Then you make sure to haunt her, you hear?" He raised the metal pipe and swung it down.

Sylvia instinctively curled up, bracing herself. But almost at the same instant, the man was flung across the room like a ragdoll, crashing into a row of lockers.

The lockers toppled in a domino effect, smashing through the plywood covering the window.

Moonlight spilled through the jagged gap, stretching the shadow of the man now standing before her. Blood dripped from his bruised knuckles, staining the ruby ring on his finger an even deeper red.

It was Rupert.

When she recognized him, Sylvia bit down on her colorless lips and slid down the wall, her legs giving out.

ground, strong arms swept her

through the broken window and fled into the

out of the pool house.

All the security footage in the area's been wiped-someone must've

could pull off something like this

in black, he nearly vanished into the darkness. His chiseled features were

"Is everything ready?"

"But, Rupert—Tristan..."

saw there made him swallow and

Hospital.

still hazy, but she could feel that

first time, she found the sterile scent of

"She's awake-she's awake!"

Her heart thudded and her blood ran cold for a second before she bolted

her arm, leaving a

you crazy? Lie back down! Molly, get

a white coat rushed over, pinning Sylvia's arms

away from

she couldn't get free, she kicked out hard, landing a

wincing. A little higher and it would've been a

of her bleeding arm, worried she'd

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