Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 549

She snatched her purse off the couch and strode toward the restroom.

Sylvia offered an apologetic smile, taking the fresh towel from the waitress. She glanced earnestly at Yves. "Mr. Hanson, I'll go check on Mrs. Hanson. You two keep talking."

Yves gave her a chilly nod, barely feigning interest in his own wife.

Sylvia headed for the restroom.

Restroom.

As soon as Mrs. Hanson saw Sylvia, she dropped the edge of her skirt she'd just been lifting.

"What are you doing here? Useless girl. Wait till you marry into this family-you'll see how things really are."

Sylvia clutched the towel, voice soft. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Hanson. Maybe you should step into a stall and dry off a bit?"

The spill had landed in an awkward spot. If she didn't dry it, her underwear would be soaked through—uncomfortable, to say the least.

Mrs. Hanson clearly didn't want anyone seeing her, so the privacy of a stall was the best option.

But she hesitated.

Sylvia hurried on, "You can just hand me your skirt through the door. I'll dry it with the hand dryer. It won't take long."

posture. "At least you

that, Mrs. Hanson slipped into a stall and


skirt, but her gaze flicked

clicked shut, she grabbed the hand dryer with one hand and, with the other, unzipped Mrs.

to find a stash

bruises and swelling,

the bottom of

Yves's. Not surprising, really. Mrs. Hanson

mother like that had no sense

That was easy. Anyone who'd seen the way he stared at Reese

clean-clearly scrubbed of

the chat history with

up, her

deferential to Kay as

shen. In


conversation's never pushed back, not even once.

family wasn't in the same league as

Garcias, but Mrs.

this submissive to Kay.

mind raced as she read, startled by the

and quickly snapped photos of their

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