Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 469

Chapter 469

Tristan's face was stormy with anger, his jaw clenched tight.

The butler bowed his head respectfully and asked, "So, what would you like me to do next, sir?"

Tristan closed his eyes, thinking for a moment before opening them again. "How's Naomi coming along with the arrangements?"

"She's been thorough and enthusiastic, sir."

"Good."

Tristan shot the butler a long look.

...

Naomi stepped out of the kitchen, rubbing her aching back.

Sylvia helped her across the porch, just as Rupert came down the hallway toward them.

Naomi grinned. "Rupert, you're back!"

"Yeah." Rupert gave a short nod, his eyes flickering past Naomi and settling on Sylvia.

Sylvia dropped her gaze, her voice flat. "Uncle Rupert."

Rupert didn't reply.

Sylvia had no wish to make small talk with him. She grabbed Naomi's arm and started to leave.

But as they passed, Rupert suddenly reached out and caught Sylvia's hand.

She froze, startled, his long fingers intertwining with hers as if trying to say something without words.

hoping,

was just

to look at

both in their tracks. Naomi turned back. "What is

some gifts, but

up. "Oh, we're all

the least I

I'll go

left happily with Orson,

called after her,

closer, she turned and walked away, ignoring

made it a few steps before Rupert grabbed her

you

refusing to look

it was

do, with

really can't stand to see

spat out without

she felt his gaze burning into her,

too bad. You're going to look at

voice was icy, laced

grabbed her chin, f ,

face him,

not caring

over her,

trembled, her eyes wide with fury as she bit down

he just

filled her mouth, and suddenly she remembered the blood-red sheets on

of Reese's

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