Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Sylvia stepped out of the lounge, her mind churning.

She'd barely lifted her eyes before hearing Edwin's frustrated voice scolding Rupert.

"Rupert, that was reckless! Dad's reputation means everything to him-you just embarrassed him in front of everyone!"

Rupert's face was as stoic as ever. "Some pride has to be sacrificed, for the family's future. He'll understand."

Edwin, much older than Rupert and always carrying that air of responsibility, let out a heavy sigh. "And your own reputation? You're just going to throw it away too?"

Sylvia stood off to the side, eyes fixed on the toes of her silver flats, feeling like an outsider but listening intently for Rupert's answer. She didn't understand why he'd made such a scene, either.

Rupert's voice was cold and even. "It's the same for me."

Something inside Sylvia sank. Of course. He didn't care about anyone-not even himself. Only the family interests mattered.

She wasn't surprised, but her mind still went blank for a moment.

Edwin sucked in a breath through his teeth. No wonder Rupert held the top seat. If he could be this ruthless to himself, who could ever compete?

Edwin noticed a fresh trickle of blood at Rupert's hairline and rushed over. "You need to get to the hospital. I'll handle things here."

Rupert just nodded and turned to leave.

Sylvia stepped back, head lowered to let him pass, but suddenly, his hand seized her wrist and pulled her along.

broad back and tried to wriggle free. "Uncle Rupert, what are you doing? Edwin and

said, nodding over her

and Naomi had

should go help my mom

to turn away, but Rupert pulled her back, pinning her gently against him

her ear, "You really want to

her senses, the ache from before returning as

arm. But he just tightened his grip, his palm warm and rough, thumb drawing slow circles

he said softly,

Sylvia froze.

his breath hot

sharply, feeling a strange ripple

until the

me go!

didn't answer, just took her hand and led her quickly out to the

in

bet

driver, immediately noticed the blood on Rupert's

started the engine with

word.

Chris-he's waiting for you at

he drove, Orson glanced back and noticed Rupert's wound

looked at Sylvia

in the cabinet beside you. Would you mind helping Mr.