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 to win Sylvia back, are

"Ms. Ward!" Sylvia protested.

be shy! If you really like him, just go for it. You two would make a cute couple. Worst case, Uncle Rupert

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

panicked and quickly covered Ms. Ward's mouth,

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

a little. He took the phone, turning slightly

"Yeah. I got it."

Lester turned back to

Sylvia could say anything, Ms. Ward nudged her toward the

with no choice, Sylvia grabbed her coat and accompanied Lester

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

grinned. “Honestly, I think

ask which ones, but the look in Lester's eyes made her

there. Especially not since Lester was Reese

care," she said, steering the conversation

didn't push. He

a gust of cold wind hit

front of her, blocking the wind and tugging her

"Okay."

until he got into his car before heading back in As she turned to leave, she couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching her-like a bonfire burning through the winter

patch of grass, smiled wryly

Ward had already finished washing up and was making ginger