Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 449

"What's that supposed to mean? I'm not too old to run this house!"

Tristan hated to admit he was getting older-nothing scared him more. Rupert, unfazed, replied, "Just saying, your health comes first."

Tristan froze in his seat, his face tight with annoyance.

But after years of keeping the Garcia family together, he composed himself quickly, his expression returning to its usual calm.

He slid two documents across the table to Rupert, changing the subject. "The Christmas dinner guest list. Take a look."

Rupert opened it.

The names were mostly the same as every year, except... Naomi's.

Tristan's voice was cold. "She's still your sister-in-law. No matter what, she's part of this family. Now that Fiona's gone, it's time Naomi stepped up and contributed."

"Is that so?"

Rupert met his gaze, unblinking.

Tristan pointed to the next document, eyes sharp. "Your mother's share transfer agreement."

"Rupert, I know what's really going on between you and Bridget-it's all just for show, isn't it? You're only trying to protect someone else, right?"

"I can give you what you want. Just marry Reese. That's your duty to the Garcia family-and to her."

butler, who tossed

cast in flickering shadow, colder

holidays, but last night's icy walk

morning, missing three or four calls from Eloise before

to call the police! Are you okay?" Eloise's voice was

Sylvia mumbled. “Just took my

gasped. "No more talking-get

Sylvia barely managed a reply, popped a pill in her mouth,

passed. Her skin was hot

prevelids sticky angel

Everything around her was a

with thirst. Forcing herself upright,

room spun

on

made it into

her silver

"Water... need water..."

moved faster, but her knee caught the coffee table and

mid-fall, strong and cold from the winter air. For her feverish body,

her face to the stranger's chest, not

was.

was lowered gently onto the couch, a cool