Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 362

Private Dining Room.

Everyone could see how much Mr. Lennon admired Sylvia. Each time someone new walked in, he'd introduce her, practically beaming with pride.

So yeah, Sylvia was definitely the center of attention tonight.

Halfway through dinner, Sylvia's phone suddenly started buzzing.

She glanced at the screen-Orson was calling.

Hesitating for a few seconds, Sylvia finally excused herself with a quick, "I need to

use the restroom," and slipped out of the private room.

She answered as soon as she got into the hallway. "Orson? What's up?"

"Ms. Lloyd, you need to get to Mr. Rupert's room. He—"

Clattering-static-then nothing but interference, like something heavy had just crashed down, and then the line went dead.

Sylvia froze for a split second, then spun on her heel and bolted for the elevator.

She quickly realized her heels were slowing her down, so she kicked them off and dashed barefoot into the elevator.

She hadn't seen the cigarette someone had dropped and left burning on the elevator floor.

hot ash burned her foot, and then of course- the elevator doors caught her on the hip as

didn't have time to care. Gritting her teeth, she

all the way to Rupert's room, then pounded on the door with all

swung open-but it

It was Bridget.

wrapped in a silk robe, but she hadn't bothered tying it, so her

It was really just lingerie-a deep V of floral lace

only then did she slowly tie her robe, feigning surprise. "Oh, sorry! I was in such a hurry

Bridget's legs. Clearly, she'd

doing-Sylvia didn't

Sylvia managed after swallowing hard

Oh, looks like you hurt your foot.

robe tighter and went rummaging for the

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Sylvia couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the room clothes scattered everywhere, pillows tossed on the floor,

quickly looked away,

matter? Rupert and Bridget

happen sooner

handed her a

show

time, okay? You're not a kid anymore. Don't run to your Uncle

said, taking the