Chapter 470

After Rupert left, Sylvia leaned weakly against a column, her soul lost, her face as pale as the snow swirling outside.

She steadied herself and walked forward, the bright red ribbons overhead fluttering in the wind. They danced with life-unlike her, who felt utterly lifeless.

Back in the guest room, Sylvia collapsed on the bed, her whole body aching. The crisp, clean sheets brought her no comfort. Eventually, her eyes drifted closed in a haze of exhaustion.

Rupert sat on the living room couch, his fingers pressed to his forehead, long lashes half-shuttered, hiding any hint of emotion.

"Mr. Rupert, you're back!" Reese's voice was bright as she hurried over. She noticed his coat tossed over the sofa and quickly picked it up, smoothing out the sleeves.

"I've organized the closet. Want me to hang this up for you?"

"Yeah," Rupert replied distractedly.

Suddenly, he froze mid-thought, then shot up and headed upstairs.

Reese blinked in confusion and hustled after him, breathless. "Mr. Rupert, wait! I can't keep up!"

They reached the walk-in closet, where Rupert was already searching through the shelves.

"What's wrong?" Reese asked.

“Where's the red scarf?" Rupert's voice was sharper than he realized.

Reese flinched, then explained, "It was getting old, so I asked the maids to box it up for storage. Wait, I think they might have taken the boxes out to the trash-I'll go-"

She didn't finish. Rupert was already gone, disappearing down the stairs.

found two housekeepers by the garbage cans outside, setting a

anything she's had her hands on. Smells cheap,"

down," the

much

onto the flames. Without thinking, Rupert plunged his hand into the fire, pulling the scarf out-burning his skin, but

at the women, his face blank but his eyes

face

"Get out."

damaged scarf, Rupert turned

...

Later, Reese spotted Rupert's

Fnet

and rushed

"Mr. Rupert, are

just a scarf! If you like,

buy

you a dozen more."

pulled his hand away, voice icy. "I

heart aching. She bit her lip. "I'm

"Mm."

was worse than anger -something that sent a shiver down her

his mother had knitted for him. As he closed

feeling sick?" he

perked up.

he? She picked up

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