Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 539

Chris immediately picked up on Sylvia's distrust and jumped in to defend Rupert.

"Sylvia, come on. No matter what, he's helped you out a lot. If he wanted

something bad to happen to you, why would he take the risk? Don't just write him off like that."

Sylvia's brows knit together, her long lashes fluttering as she looked away, a touch of sadness and self-mockery flickering across her face.

She pressed her pale lips into a thin line before letting out a soft, dry laugh.

"Alright, since you trust him so much, you can tell him who I'm looking for. But don't tell him everything, okay? I'm not sure about Yves and Kay, and I don't want Reese to think I'm falsely accusing her aunt."

"I get it. See, now you're talking sense. Mr. Rupert could find anyone in his sleep. I'll let you know when I hear something."

Chris sighed in relief and hurried off.

Sylvia watched him go, her gaze cold and distant. Her slender wrist tensed unconsciously, her eyes a storm of tangled emotion.

Back in the hospital room, Naomi sat at the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

"Mom."

of her daze and waved her over. "Come sit

Sylvia asked gently, settling beside

just saw the forecast-it's supposed to get real cold tonight. All of Edwin's clothes, I'm the one who packs them. What if he can't find his


really, she just missed Edwin. The two

"Mom, we'll be home soon.

they ate, Sylvia stayed with Naomi

sunset, Chris texted

address. By the

"Got it."

glanced at the

...

The Stag's Head Club.

the kind of upscale lounge where people came to

cocktails came

set her up with a decent guy. This place was crawling with pretty

brown trench coat over a silk V-neck blouse, a dainty but obviously expensive gemstone necklace at her collarbone. Simple white wide-leg trousers, one hand tucked in her pocket, the otherholding a


who knew the crowd could tell she was old money, even though

the bag alone

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