Chapter 367
Eloise gripped her phone tight and absentmindedly rubbed her stomach. "You know, I've been pregnant before, too," she said quietly.
Sylvia felt a sharp, stabbing ache in her chest. No wonder Eloise was falling apart.
"Hey, Sylvia, I'm not even drunk yet. Come on, have a couple drinks with me."
"Sure," Sylvia agreed. She knew Eloise needed to let off some steam-honestly, so did she.
A sleek black car cruised down the wide avenue. The window was rolled down a crack, letting wisps of cigarette smoke curl around the driver's shadowed face.
Orson, at the wheel, suddenly pulled to the curb. He nodded toward the sidewalk. "Mr. Rupert, that's Ms. Lloyd. Who's the guy with her?"
Rupert looked up just in time to see another man carrying her purse and laughing as he followed her into an underground bar.
His cigarette snapped in two between his fingers. The burning tip fell onto the back of his hand, but he didn't even flinch.
"Pull over," Rupert said coldly.
"Yes, sir."
Inside the bar, Sylvia was already feeling a little lightheaded after two shots of bourbon.
She grabbed Eloise's hand across the table. "Eloise, I figured it out. He never loved you. That's it! It's not your fault!"
Eloise, usually all business and steel, burst out laughing. "You're damn right! Screw him! Cheers!"
They clinked glasses, but after the next round, Eloise slumped over, completely out.
her aching forehead and let her
man at another table noticed and swaggered over, reaching
touch her, a hand twisted
he saw Rupert's ice-cold stare. His bravado crumbled
"Mr. Rupert-sir, I—"
"Get lost," Rupert growled.
guy bolted, clutching
stepped up to the table, glaring at the
get someone to take
"Yes, sir."
Sylvia up into his arms and carried her out
look at the bartender, who froze, dropping two glasses in
drive home, Sylvia suddenly sat bolt upright and started banging on the car
the car! I'm gonna
pulled over,
making it to
she threw
over
watering, until a
appeared under her nose.
you're out here trying to drown your sorrows at midnight like everyone else?" Rupert's dry, mocking voice cut through the chill as he pressed a napkin
wind stung her eyes
away-an outline
slowly lowered his hand, frowning deeply.
The last night
About Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) - Chapter 367
Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) is the best current series of the author Novelxo. With the below Chapter 367 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 367 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com