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."

for you. My life

...

Sylvia caught a cab to the

later, Eloise and Bridget arrived, one after the

reminders and ushered them

the three

reason, Sylvia found herself seated quite far

as the passenger next to her

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

indifferent. At least

and a half hours. She just had to

Everything looked pretty good, but Sylvia was still stuffed from earlier, so she just asked for a bottle

for it, the man beside her suddenly brushed her hand. She snatched

gentlemanly air. “Oh, sorry, I grabbed the wrong

didn't bother to respond. She took her water and buried herself

the seats were comfortable. Before she knew it, Sylvia felt herself

sense that something

man beside her "adjusting his shoes," his elbow deliberately brushing

jerked her leg away, furious. "What do you think you're

her that same oily smile. "Just changing into

he handed her

card," he said, tapping

in on it. "Easton