Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 561

She knew it was Lester, but in her dreams, his face was always a blur.

Eventually, she just gave up, opened her eyes, and stared blankly at the stark white ceiling above her.

She had no idea how much time had passed before Chris came in, quietly pushing open the door.

"You're awake? Still feeling sick anywhere?"

"I'm okay." Sylvia propped herself up, shaking her head.

Chris pressed his lips together, looking worried. “Do you remember what happened?"

Sylvia lowered her gaze, replying with dry honesty, "You mean do I remember how

I thought I was so clever, but still got played and ended up jumping off that pier? Yeah. I remember every bit."

Chris's expression froze. He started to explain, "No, actually, he—"

But Sylvia cut him off. "Dr. Chris, do you remember what I told you at the bar that night? Let me say it again: I'd rather go down with the ship than let him show up as my knight in shining armor after the fact."

no

slammed open, hard, stopping Chris

without

the pack was none other than


Garcia family elders, stony-faced and stiff, and Kay— who looked

Sylvia. "Tristan, Ms. Winslet, my patient needs rest. Please

reply. He just gave Kay

strode to Sylvia's bedside, casting

did you really think hiding your mom

honestly have no

face was all innocence. Even with a room full of hostile eyes, she calmly brushed imaginary crumbs

"You really need to

believe it, huh? Tristan already knows your mom's been shacking up with some boytoy. These photos were sent straight to

wow long did

you could keep this quiet?”

Kay pulled a stack of photos from her purse and tossed them

of Naomi in bed with a much younger man-clear as day


their

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