Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 479

Edwin stepped right in front of them, arms outstretched. "If you want to fight, fight

me. They're my wife and daughter."

"You little brat! Where are my men? Get this fool out of here!" Tristan roared, his

face turning red with rage.

Within seconds, a dozen burly security guards stormed in and yanked Edwin

away.

"Dad! Are you really going to push us this far?" Edwin shouted, his eyes blazing.

"I'm your father! This is my house, not yours to run!" Tristan snapped back. "If you

don't admit your mistake today, people will think those two women rule the house.

Beat them!"

On his command, one of the guards grabbed a leather belt handed over by the

butler.

Sylvia's heart sank. There was no escaping this tonight.

Naomi shoved her aside. "Sylvia, go! I'll take the fall for you. But don't you dare

admit to anything-"

Before Naomi could finish, Sylvia pulled her away.

She leveled a cold stare at Tristan. "My mom's not in good health. If you beat her

to death, are you planning on spending the rest of your life in prison? I'll take the

punishment. I'm sure you won't object, Tristan?"

Tristan despised defiance more than anything, and Sylvia had challenged him one

times. He'd had enough of her stubbornness for a

"Do it!"

his seat, voice

suit jacket, rolling up his sleeves as he walked. The

the belt from the

stretched long and ominous, hovering before

for

behind her ear and turned

resigned.

her, Rupert's expression flickered—something broke

invisible.

belt sliced

bracing for

her eyes, she saw Lester, who had just

hand

shot a glance at Kay, his aunt, annoyance written all

you get the final

only looking out for

my little sister.

been wronged, I'll get to

of it:

not

that the

is disciplining

going to explain

or

real weight as

lips together, unable to

had to signal

Garcias would never let

it, Tristan. But today's Reese's engagement party,

spilled here," Lester said

had come to save

soured Tristan's mood even

forced his