Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 324

"You..." Bridget gritted her teeth, seething.

She never expected to be blackmailed by someone like Freya-a rat scurrying in the gutter, of all people.

Freya let out a light laugh. “Ms. Simpson, don't do anything rash. I don't have much to lose, you know. But if I go down, I'll make sure I take someone with me."

Bridget clenched her fists. She wasn't afraid of a dog that barked all the time-it was the stray dogs that bite you out of nowhere that worried her.

She took a steadying breath. “I'll transfer the money in a minute."

"Thank you, Ms. Simpson." Freya ended the call with a smirk.

Bridget stared at her phone, fully aware that this leech's appetite would only grow with time.

And it was all Sylvia's fault.

If it weren't for Sylvia, Freya would never have dared to cross her like this.

Just then, her phone buzzed with a message from Caleb.

"Hey babe, are you free tonight?"

Bridget was about to reply "no," when a new idea popped into her head.

"Actually, I am. But... I need you to do something for me."

My

...

next morning, Sylvia caught

and Bridget arrived, one after

a few quick reminders and ushered

booked business class for the three of them-it

Sylvia found herself seated quite

why as soon as the passenger next to her sat

expensive suit took the seat beside her. From the moment he sat down, his eyes were glued to Sylvia, only breaking eye contact to give her a not-so-subtle once-over, sizing

act indifferent. At least

hours. She just had

flight attendant came around with breakfast. Everything looked pretty good, but Sylvia was still stuffed from earlier, so she just asked for

brushed her hand.

on a fake gentlemanly air. “Oh, sorry,

her water

plane was new and the seats were comfortable.

she had the nagging sense

open to see the man beside her "adjusting his shoes," his elbow

away, furious. "What do you

gave her that same oily smile. "Just changing into

her a business

he said,

in on it. "Easton