Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 523

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.

fingers,

a heartbeat, catching Sylvia and hurrying her

in the

his fingers onto the floor that she realized the handle of the riding crop


your hand-are you

around, and tossed the crop

me. But remember what

Everyone stared in shock.

At the hospital.

in to find Sylvia lying facedown on the bed, getting her wounds

only a patient-no matter the gender. He quickly snapped

across Sylvia's pale

marks looked even worse. He hesitated, afraid to touch

did this?”

think?” Sylvia gripped her pillow, steadying her

No way. He-" Chris cut himself

be fooled by the look of it, Dr. Chris. The other doctors already checked-just surface wounds. Ms. Lloyd's skinas delicate,


pointed to the lowest welt and whispered "Look bere, this should've been the worst spot, but it's

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