Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 315

Chapter 315

"Hello?"

"Ms. Lloyd, this is the police. I'm in your hospital room. Where are you?"

The voice on the other end was deep, with a hint of impatience.

Sylvia glanced at the clock. It was late, and she couldn't blame the officer for being annoyed—he'd come out on a call and couldn't even find her.

"Sorry, I'll be right there."

"Hurry up."

She hung up, and in that moment shoved her coat into Rupert's arms.

"Uncle Rupert, I have to go."

She didn't dare meet his eyes. She just turned and bolted.

Rupert watched her disappear. His phone buzzed in his pocket; after a glance at the screen, his expression turned even colder.

He left the stairwell, too.

...

Hospital room.

open the door, expecting to find

only was the officer there, there was Fanny, propped up in a wheelchair,

been through a meat grinder, but her cheeks were flush and her eyes glittered with a

Sylvia froze.

ask what happened, the door behind her swung open again. Tristan entered, stiff-backed and stern, followed by Rupert

forward and dropped to her knees in front of

my God, what happened? How

a moment ago had looked so pleased with herself, began to sob the instant Rupert and Tristan entered. "It-it was

in twin streams down her cheeks. She stared

you do something like

stood up and moved to

"Tristan, Fanny's my best friend. Please, you've

face her father?"

the air, Tristan's face grew hard as stone, anger

out of line! Why are you still

like it was closing in, the air thick and

In this big hospital room, there wasn't even space for her

the side, faces blank, as if none of this concerned them at

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