Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 478

Sylvia froze, stunned. She thought she'd played it safe, but she'd still been set up.

Naomi, sensing trouble, quickly stepped in front of her.

"It wasn't Sylvia. She doesn't know anything about this."

Tristan narrowed his eyes, his voice sharp. "Then it must be you, Naomi. After all, the money ended up in your account."

Naomi was speechless, her eyes filling with tears.

Sylvia lifted her chin, meeting Tristan's icy gaze. His shrewd, imposing stare was utterly unforgiving, and the disgust in his eyes was unmistakable.

Tightly pressing her lips together, Sylvia shifted her gaze to Rupert, who sat calmly sipping his coffee, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Well?" Rupert said quietly, "Need me to tell you what to say?"

Sylvia sucked in a shaky breath. She tried to speak, but the bitterness rising in her throat almost choked her.

It felt like a noose-every time she tried to escape, it only pulled tighter.

her go, and Tristan was

her voice steady and cold: "It wasn't me. And it

He wanted to see her grovel, wanted

flung a cup of hot coffee at Sylvia. She didn't flinch. Instead, she calmly stepped forward, grabbed some napkins, and slowly wiped herself off,

Sanford knew about it before it arrived. My mom and I didn't even

bracelets, maybe you could pin it on us. But we're talking dozens—there's no

it logically, only you three had the

logic or evidence mattered here. Even if the police showed up, Naomi couldn't explain away the three hundred thousand dollars in her account. Everyone in the house

Tristan declared, "The evidence is clear. Someone, go pack up Naomi's things and toss them out. We don't harbor thieves

eyes on Sylvia the whole time-a threat, a

Sylvia didn't break. She didn't step forward

goal was the same: either pin it on Sylvia, or

both. Either

through her tears, stood firm and refused

I always thought the Garcias were strict

Edwin

for them, Edwin? Maybe you'd like to pay back the money yourself?"

bite. “Naomi wouldn't do this. If she goes, I'm leaving too.

I'm the bad guy now, just for asking for answers for