Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 435

Reese shook her head quickly, looking at Rupert. "I didn't save Mr. Rupert

because I wanted anything in return. Honestly, it wouldn't have mattered who was in that car-I'd have done the same thing."

She wasn't saying it just to sound good; it was simply the truth.

Tristan nodded at her with clear approval. "Reese, Rupert's lucky to know you."

She blushed, awkwardly ducking a little closer to Rupert's side. "You say stuff like that and I don't even know how to answer!"

Everyone in the room could see how she felt-and no one seemed to mind.

Sure, she'd lost part of her leg, but it was for Rupert's sake.

If the Garcias married her in, even if she was just a figurehead, the family would gain a reputation for kindness. Not to mention, Reese's own family was powerful -uniting their families would make them even stronger.

Reese glanced up at Rupert's sharp profile, her eyes full of hope, wishing he'd say something-anything.

But Rupert just nodded politely and offered her a fruit platter. "Have some fruit."

She felt a twinge of disappointment, but it had been a long time since they'd seen each other. Maybe it made sense to take things slow.

So, she smiled and took a bite of melon.

Tristan noticed it all, his eyes briefly clouding with annoyance.

subtle look and said, "Rupert, it's Reese's first time here.

love to see where you

"Take your time with the fruit.

didn't head back to the kitchen. Instead, she slipped out to the garden to get some

and hydrangeas, carefully arranged by Naomi, didn't help. If anything,

why Tristan had called her back, and why Naomi was

Embarrassment. Humiliation. Outsider.

fit her and

air helped steady her nerves. She turned to leave-only

walk past the man, heading back toward the kitchen. But she'd barely taken a

struggled, glaring at Rupert. "Are you really going to make

the word "scene” hanging

glanced at the maids bustling under the porch and stopped fighting. "Uncle Rupert,

He didn't

he gently

the scraped skin oefe

finger.

you're all sweetness with

tried to pull away,

Rupert's grip tightened just

enough

pull her back in front

of his pocket and carefully wrapped it