Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 352

Maybe it was just that Sylvia's words sounded too naïve for them to take

seriously.

Steven didn't care about the dust on the ground-he planted his shiny leather shoe right next to her.

"Sylvia, you're Edwin Garcia's stepdaughter on paper. No one's gonna bat an eye if you come check out the Garcia family's mine. If there's a cave-in? Bad luck for you, sweetheart. Who do you think we're supposed to answer to?"

“Edwin? Please. The guy's nothing. Even if we got rid of him too, his precious Tristan wouldn't dare say a word."

"And those miners? You really think a bunch of broke townsfolk are gonna stir up trouble? I tried to settle things the nice way, but they refused to sign off and admit they were at fault. Now they wanna mess with the Garcias? They'll be next-ten grand, tops. Not even worth my time."

Charles, who'd been quiet until now, interrupted with a frown. "Why are you wasting breath on her? Get it done."

Right then, Sylvia realized-Charles was the real shark here, not Steven.

She looked up and met his cold eyes as he narrowed them at her.

"Hold up. Knock her out before you throw her in there."

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat. Her hands, tied behind her back, clenched instinctively.

These old bastards were pros.

They weren't taking any chances—afraid she might fight back, or somehow survive.

Her body ached as she struggled, but the bodyguard was huge and easily overpowered her, tossing her like a sack of potatoes into the mineshaft.

what was happening, darkness swallowed her and she hit the ground, everything going

need to clear out. This place'll collapse

smile, then disappeared into the

...

fate wasn't done with her yet. A falling pebble smacked

her hand to shield her face from the trickle of dirt, coughing as she blinked

wooden beam. Beyond that,

Panic chilled her veins as she tried desperately to

she'd been

Crack. Crack. Crack.

only a second before more

couldn't see a thing, but she could feel it. This place

thundered in her chest as she clawed at the dirt, frantic to free her

her knees free, the wooden beam groaned. She heard the splintering snap The boulder was coming down—and she was

a pair of strong arms yanked her free and

her from

man's muffled

glanced up and caught sight of

It was Rupert.

his voice strained. "Crawl

"What about

Don't make this

was all the encouragement she needed. She

her, she thought she heard Rupert