Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 468

Sylvia was stunned when she first saw the scarf.

After all, she'd tossed it into the trash herself.

So how did it end up in Rupert's yard?

Unless he actually went digging through the garbage truck to get it back.

But after hearing what the housekeeper said, Sylvia realized it didn't even matter

how the scarf found its way back to Rupert.

It was just trash in the end.

Rupert must have known she'd been in his yard and just tossed the scarf out without a second thought.

She got the message loud and clear.

The housekeeper stared at Sylvia. "Ms. Lloyd, is there anything else you need?"

Sylvia let go and shook her head. "No, that's all."

The housekeeper tugged the scarf out of her hands and walked away.

Watching that bright red disappear, Sylvia noticed her palm was bleeding from

how tightly she'd clenched her fist. She didn't even feel the pain.

With a bitter smile, she came back to her senses-just in time to see her mother, Naomi, instructing people to move the gift baskets.

Sylvia rushed over

you check

over two hundred baskets! How long would that take? Besides, this is the Garcia estate. Who would dare mess around?

the staff

mother's arm. "No way. It doesn't matter where you are-when you sign your name, you're responsible. This is your first time organizing something this big for

Naomi hesitated, then nodded.

you guys-stop for a minute. Unwrap

in to

the right call. Five baskets were missing items-two were

that was thousands of

Garcias and Sanfords, but the responsibility would fall squarely

cold sweat. "Thank goodness we checked. How

they'd double-check

shaky breath. "Yeah. Well,

Sylvia's nerves

really should have someone

it's on us. Nothing will go wrong. Come on-the kitchen just messaged me

off toward

***

Tea Room.

walked in,

eyed Rupert, thoughtful. "You came with Sylvia? How'd you

asked me to pick her up," Rupert replied, dropping

was your idea for Reese to suddenly invite Sylvia to the Garcia

the tea. Instead, he lit a cigarette right there in front of Tristan. Through the swirl of smoke, he said

confirm,