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."

"You have no idea

door slammed open, hard, stopping Chris

crowd stormed in without

none other than Tristan


stood several Garcia family elders, stony-faced and stiff, and Kay— who looked ready for

forward politely, trying to shield Sylvia. "Tristan, Ms. Winslet, my

reply. He just gave Kay a sharp

with backup, Kay shoved past Chris and strode to Sylvia's bedside, casting

did you really think hiding your

Winslet, I honestly have no idea

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

scoffed. "You really

believe it, huh? Tristan already knows your mom's been shacking

long

could keep this quiet?”

of photos from her purse and tossed them onto

to the floor, revealing shots of Naomi in bed


core, immediately hardened their expressions. Even their glances at Sylvia

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