Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 451

Ms. Ward pointed at Lester Sanford's suit jacket.

That's when Sylvia Lloyd noticed-Lester was wearing the exact same suit brand as the one Rupert Garcia wore the night he drove her home and got ambushed by those masked guys.

Unless you had a magnifying glass, the differences were microscopic. To most people, they'd look like twins.

Lester and Rupert were about the same build, too. No wonder Ms. Ward had mistaken them.

"Ms. Ward, it's not what you think," Sylvia jumped in, trying to explain.

But Ms. Ward wasn't hearing any of it. She hovered protectively near Sylvia, like a mother hen guarding her chicks, terrified Sylvia might fall back into old habits.

"Sylvia! You promised me, no running back to your ex!"

"My ex?" Lester glanced at Sylvia, an amused smile tugging at his lips.

Sylvia suddenly felt as if she'd barely recovered from the flu and was about to faint all over again.

Ms. Ward stood her ground, arms crossed. "Sir, what's the point of thinking about Sylvia now? When she needed someone most, you were nowhere to be found. All these sweet words after the fact are like butter knives-you can't cut anyone, but you sure can irritate the heck out of them."

Sylvia froze, her cheeks flushing. Something about that hit way too close to home. She bit down hard on her lip.

Lester glanced sideways, taking in Sylvia's pale face. He spoke softly, "She's right, you know."

Sylvia blinked at him in confusion, not sure why he'd agree.

sincere he looked, finally relaxed a little. He was easy

you're not trying

"Ms. Ward!" Sylvia protested.

don't be shy! If you really like him, just go for it. You two would make a cute couple. Worst case, Uncle Rupert can give the

were getting ridiculous. And just as she said that, Lester's assistant came over, phone

Ms. Ward's mouth,

phone in the car, sir. There's a... uh, important call." The assistant, Zion, shot a look

his eyebrows raising a little. He took the

"Yeah. I got it."

up, Lester turned back to them politely.

nudged her toward the door. "Sylvia, walk him out. I'll

no choice, Sylvia grabbed her

bad person. She's just... a little too enthusiastic and loves her gossip,"

grinned. “Honestly, I think she made some good

to ask which ones, but the look in Lester's

couldn't go there. Especially not

care," she said, steering

didn't push.

a gust of cold

tugging her coat tighter

"Okay."

waited until he got into his car before heading back in As she turned to leave, she couldn't shake the feeling someone was

empty patch of grass, smiled

she got in, Ms. Ward had already finished washing up and was making