Kay felt like she'd just been slapped in public—the humiliation burned, and she had to grit her teeth to keep her regal composure.

As she turned to leave, Sylvia lifted her pale eyes to Rupert. There was nothing but emptiness and silence in her gaze.

“Mr. Rupert, don't forget,” she said quietly, “from this moment on, I have nothing to do with the Garcia family."

"If you're in charge now, Mr. Rupert, then let's seal it with a handshake."

Her voice trembled as she raised her hand.

Rupert's eyes widened for a split second, then became as still as a frozen lake.

He didn't hesitate. He lifted his hand.

Clap. Clap. Clap. Three times.

But after the last one, neither of them let go immediately. The chill between their palms felt like a snowstorm.

Sylvia closed her eyes, her body swaying like a crimson maple leaf in a winter wind, about to fall.

his fingers, but with everyone watching,

at her side in a heartbeat, catching Sylvia and

shrouded in the blackness

fingers onto the floor that she realized the handle of


your hand-are you

her, stepped around, and tossed

last nine lashes—let me. But remember what

Everyone stared in shock.

At the hospital.

rushed in to find Sylvia lying facedown on the bed, getting

a patient-no matter the

sight of the welts across Sylvia's pale back, Chris sucked in

so fair, the angry red marks looked even worse. He hesitated, afraid to

did this?” he

gripped her pillow,

He-" Chris cut himself

by the look of it, Dr. Chris. The other


nurse pointed to the lowest welt and whispered "Look bere, this should've been

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