Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

This trending topic was almost too embarrassing to talk about.

Chris stared at the laptop screen, holding back a laugh as he glanced at Rupert. "Man, I can't believe Bridget's gotten herself into this mess, and she still has die- hard fans defending her."

"Her fans are saying you and Bridget were together for three years and you still couldn't make her happy. Apparently, it's your fault, and you should let her go live her best life."

He coughed, grinning. "Dude, you better get Orson to take down all this nonsense. It's not good for your reputation."

Rupert barely glanced at the screen before lifting his gaze and catching Sylvia trying to hide a smirk.

He said coolly, “I don't need the whole world to know if I'm any good. Only one person needs to know."

The office went dead quiet.

Sylvia was scrolling through the comments section, but when she heard that, she felt both Chris and Orson's eyes lock onto her.

Suddenly, her cheeks were on fire.

She wanted to deny it, but... well, she really did know.

In bed, Rupert was nothing like the cold, distant guy he was at work. He was bossy, relentless-honestly, he was a handful.

Sylvia didn't want to remember the details, but flashes of those nights kept popping into her mind, clear as day. Even the first time they'd accidentally ended up together-yeah, she remembered every second.

At that moment, Rupert leaned his chin on his hand, watching her with those deep blue eyes that made her blush spread even further.

Sylvia put down her phone and turned away. "I'm going to the pharmacy to grab your meds."

As soon as she left, Chris shook himself out of his daze and looked at Rupert, half-amused.

more of a softie than I thought. But you can't just let people

won't have anyone trying to set me up

gave him a thumbs

"Legend."

about

him a

...

the medicine, Rupert had just

too quickly and swayed on his feet. Sylvia rushed over to steady

you

too crazy today. Hospital's the

him the medicine. "Here. The instructions are on

take the meds. He shot a look at

car keys to Sylvia. "Ms. Lloyd, could you drive Mr. Rupert home? My stomach's killing me

you're a

refused the keys. She'd seen Bridget's Oscar-worthy performances. Orson wasn't fooling

the keys from Orson

up the act. "Ms. Lloyd, Mr. Rupert's

back, then finally

exhaled. "Those two... Without

it."

up to Rupert by the car and tapped on the driver's side window, but it was the back window that

cool as ever. "Take me

favorite penthouse by the

glared at him, muttering,