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.

let her go, and

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

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

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

us. But we're

at it logically, only you three

showed up, Naomi couldn't explain away the three hundred thousand dollars in her account. Everyone in

evidence is clear. Someone, go pack up Naomi's things and toss

eyes on Sylvia the whole time-a threat, a

step forward

goal was the same:

Either outcome

by. Sylvia stayed silent. Even Naomi, through her

her tongue. "Well, I always thought the Garcias were strict about family

that's enough!" Edwin

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

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

expression hardened. "So I'm the bad guy now, just