Sylvia smoothed out her dress and spun around, meeting Bridget's stunned expression head-on.
"Bridget, you can't just yank open the changing room curtain without even asking! What if I'd been in the middle of changing?"
Bridget stared at Sylvia, jealousy flickering in her eyes as she took in the simple white dress.
How could something so plain make her look even more gorgeous?
Even the boutique staff who'd seen their fair share of beautiful women-couldn't help but exchange impressed glances.
Bridget clenched her fists around the curtain, forcing a smile, only to spot the outline of a handprint smudged on the mirror behind Sylvia.
Any trace of a smile faded. She shot Sylvia a sideways look, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Wow, Sylvia, the dress you picked for the bridesmaids is so long, people might actually mistake it for a budget wedding dress."
Sylvia just laughed softly. No matter what she wore, Bridget would find something to criticize.
Seeing Tristan's frown deepen, Sylvia quickly chimed in, "Hey, it's my first time being a bridesmaid. I just figured something simple would do, you know? If you think it looks too much like a wedding dress, you pick one for me. It's your big day, Bridget. What I wear doesn't really matter."
As soon as she finished speaking, Rupert walked in, his gaze flicking over Sylvia for just a second too long.
Sylvia's cheeks burned; she dropped her eyes to the floor.
Bridget's expression tightened, but she recovered quickly, pasting on another smile. "Oh, Rupert, you're just in time. Sylvia's getting so quick with her comebacks—I can hardly keep up. I was only worried she might trip in that long dress, that's all."
Rupert settled on the couch, picking up a cup of coffee with deliberate calm. "Then pick a red one. A little color never hurt. Didn't you say you didn't care what Sylvia wore?"
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About Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) - Chapter 384
Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) is the best current series of the author Novelxo. With the below Chapter 384 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 384 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com