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.

expecting to find just a waiting police

was the officer there, there was Fanny, propped up in a wheelchair, arms and

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

Sylvia froze.

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

wheelchair, rushed forward and dropped to her knees in front

what happened?

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

streams down her cheeks. She stared at Sylvia like

do something like this to Fanny? Do you even know

and

show of humility. "Tristan, Fanny's my best friend. Please, you've got

face her father?"

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

out of line! Why are you still standing there? Apologize

closing in, the

wasn't even space for her to

faces blank, as if none of this concerned them

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