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.

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

have time to care. Gritting her teeth, she slammed her floor number

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

swung open-but it wasn't

It was Bridget.

robe, but she hadn't bothered tying it,

lingerie-a deep V of floral

noticed Sylvia's shocked look, and only then did she slowly tie her robe, feigning surprise. "Oh, sorry! I was in such a hurry to answer the

noticed water running down Bridget's legs. Clearly, she'd also just come from the

doing-Sylvia didn't

nothing," Sylvia managed after swallowing hard three

back to Rupert, then Oh, looks like you hurt your foot. I've got some

tugged her robe tighter and went rummaging for the first aid

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turned around, Sylvia couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the room clothes scattered everywhere, pillows tossed on the floor, women's and men's underwear draped over the couch, and

quickly looked away, fists clenching

it matter? Rupert and Bridget were

sooner

handed her

show of

"Be more careful next time, okay? You're not a kid anymore. Don't run to your Uncle

said, taking the Band-Aid and turning to