Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 569

Sylvia couldn't help it-she burst out laughing.

Lester saw her laugh, and with a grin, handed her the carton of milk he'd just stuck a straw in. He was laughing too now, the mood infectious.

Meanwhile, outside the door-

Rupert had been standing there for a while, glancing sideways at Orson.

Orson stood rigid and serious, murmuring under his breath, "He had it coming." Rupert said nothing, eyes fixed on the door, staring at Sylvia through the glass. But Sylvia's gaze was on Lester, her bright eyes reflecting his image in them. She'd really let Lester into her heart.

She hadn't immediately said yes to Lester's confession, but she hadn't turned him down, either. She didn't even pull her hand away when he kissed it.

So this is what it feels like to be on the outside, Rupert realized. She was right there-so close-but the bitterness of it made it hard to breathe, just this once. And yet, he'd made her feel this way over and over, disappointment after disappointment.

Why would she choose him, anyway?

Orson stepped in closer, reminding him, "Mr. Rupert, aren't you going in to clear things up?"

"Let's go."

Rupert's tone was calm, but his fists were clenched so tight the veins stood out, as if he was barely holding something back.

...

A week later.

at her studio when she got a call from


had been detained. There was no way he'd

just there to

mastermind threatening Naomi. Sylvia knew the truth wasn't that simple, but she didn't have

phone that she really understood what Edwin had meant by "tie up loose ends" and how vital that

let out a

walked

in a row! Someone's got themselves a

"Thanks."

the flowers and glancing at

lips curved

coworker piped up, curiosity

laughed and waved them off. "I'll tell you

must be someone special if you're


just grinned, saying nothing

the new girl

aren't you treating us? I

cant be that stingy, can you?

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