Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Sylvia swallowed her anger with effort, her hands clenching tightly on her knees.

"Ms. Winslet, you know I wouldn't come to you empty-handed."

Kay's wine glass paused at her lips, and she shot Sylvia a razor-sharp sideways glance.

"Sylvia, you'd better watch what you say."

Sylvia met her warning eyes directly, then let her gaze drift slowly to the ring on Kay's finger.

Forget the elaborate setting-just the reverse-mounting technique was rare. And those gemstone cuts were hardly standard.

Sylvia was a jewelry designer; she noticed every piece that flashed by her eyes.

According to the gossip online, that ring was given to Kay by her father when she took over the family business. It was a symbol of her status.

She never took it off.

It wasn't the kind of thing someone could fake.

Kay, noticing Sylvia's stare, seemed to catch on and instinctively covered her hand.

Sylvia pulled out her phone, tapping a photo. She pointed at the clear handprint on Naomi's cheek and zoomed in until you could make out the unique pattern where the middle finger had pressed.

you should keep your hands to yourself. Otherwise..." Sylvia threw

CEO in Winslet Group's history. There

should've known how tough it was for

is that a threat?" Kay slammed her glass onto the

not a threat.

They locked eyes.

Suddenly, she gave a chilly,

if you didn't have such a pathetic mother, I might actually respect you a little. Too bad... You'll

cold sweat slicking her palm where she

it was me. So what? A ring-shaped bruise

watching. I wonder

belongs to s

me. I've been in this game too long

a few tricks."

a small device by

down at her phone-her

mom's just hopeless. What right do you have to hang on to the Garcia family? m doing you

Sylvia's heart dropped.

else? What do you

kid anymore. Time

things that don't