Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 344

Sylvia could practically feel the weight lift off her shoulders as she realized those two extra pairs of watchful eyes were finally gone. She let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding and felt herself relax for the first time all day.

The jewelry exhibition was being held at the old Heritage Hall on the edge of town, a place that had been around for over a century and looked like it hadn't changed much in all that time. The organizers had gone out of their way to preserve the building's vintage charm-no red carpets rolled out, not even for the press conference, which was just a crowd of people huddled together in the open- air courtyard.

Everyone was shivering from the cold, trying to maintain those picture-perfect smiles. Eloise joked that it was all in the name of art, but nobody knew just how many heated pads were hidden under those glamorous dresses.

After the press event wrapped up, everyone piled gratefully into the warm main hall.

This year's theme was "Culture and Nature."

Right from the entrance, there were clever little displays everywhere. Alongside the traditional showcases of luxury jewels, there were all kinds of creative installations: gemstone leaves and blooming flowers, a fireworks necklace made from massive blue and white diamonds that sparkled under the lights, and delicate butterflies crafted from jewels, suspended by fishing line so they seemed to float in mid-air.

Sylvia was admiring a display when Eloise's voice snapped her back to reality.

"Sylvia, Bridget-come meet Mr. Lennon, the host of the exhibition," Eloise said, gesturing to the distinguished man in front of them. "He knows pretty much every big name in jewelry design, here and abroad."

Before Sylvia could say a word, Bridget smoothly stepped forward, blocking her with one shoulder and extending her hand.

"Hello, Mr. Lennon. I've heard so much about you-I'm Bridget," she said, making sure to emphasize her own name.

fiancée? It's really me who should be

gave her hand a brief shake and then let go, not adding a single

faltered just

smile. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Lennon. Ms. Eloise always speaks so highly of your taste, and seeing your exhibition today has been absolutely inspiring. Sorry if I seemed a bit distracted earlier

Lennon's eyes lit up, clearly pleased. "And you are? I don't

I just started with Ms. Eloise's

had a choice, Sylvia would rather be remembered for her own

VIPs arriving soon. Why don't you come

be honored," Sylvia replied, inclining

quick once-over, eyebrows rising. "And

I think your assistant is looking

all in a bit," Mr. Lennon said as he left, throwing one last

What was that about? Still,

a quick, "Thank you,"

Sylvia could ask Eloise about it, Eloise was already

at her in a

it with Bridget here, so she excused herself and headed for