Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 400

Sylvia's eyes went wide as she glanced at the man beside her, blurting out, "He's my Uncle Rupert. Distant relative."

"Distant or not, family's family! Mr. Rupert, you're actually... Uncle Rupert?"

Ms. Ward nearly dropped the plate of pierogi in her hands.

Sylvia quickly reached out and took the plate. "Yeah, he was just passing by. He's leaving now."

As she spoke, she nudged Rupert with her elbow, hinting for him to get moving.

But Rupert stayed put, steady as a rock, his eyes dropping to the plate of pierogi.

Ms. Ward, ever sharp, asked carefully, "Would you like some, Mr. Rupert? I made plenty."

Sylvia jumped in before he could answer. "He's good! He already ate with someone else. I'll eat with you."

Rupert's eyes flicked over to Sylvia, voice calm. "You didn't eat with anyone else?"

The room fell silent, awkwardly so.

Ms. Ward glanced between them. Uncle and niece, right? Then why did this sound like a squabble between kids?

eat together. You

protest, Ms. Ward had

a

door, hanging his coat on Sylvia's rack like he'd done it a

few minutes later, Ms. Ward returned with two steaming plates of pierogi, setting them down

you and gestured for

Ward sat next to Sylvia, sharing a plate

already eaten dinner and wasn't hungry. She gnawed on her

could he still

chatting. "You know, the Garcia

ride home was your boyfriend. He's so sweet and attentive-way better than the last

could she pick a worse

Ms. Ward's mouth. "Ms.

then,

veton

now that you're working late, he's nowhere to be seen. Doesn't care at

the table, Rupert's expression grew stormier

her temples and muttered, "Why don't you just ask him

Ward, never shy, turned

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