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.

wouldn't let her go, and

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

talking back?" Tristan snapped. He wanted to see her grovel, wanted her and Naomi out

of hot coffee at Sylvia. She didn't flinch. Instead, she calmly stepped forward, grabbed some napkins, and

you, only Uncle Rupert and Ms. Sanford knew about it before it arrived. My mom and I didn't even know until the

you could pin it on us. But we're talking dozens—there's no way we could've swapped them all in

it logically, only you three

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 would point fingers, and

Tristan declared, "The evidence is clear. Someone, go pack up Naomi's things

eyes on Sylvia the whole

didn't step forward to take the blame for

it mattered. Tristan's goal was the same: either pin it on

both. Either outcome worked

through her tears, stood firm and

"Well, I always thought the Garcias were strict about family honor. Seems like anyone can slip through the cracks. What

that's enough!" Edwin

to pay back the money yourself?" Kay raised an

do this. If she goes, I'm leaving too. I'll get to the bottom

guy now, just