Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 573

"Faking an injury, huh? So what exactly do you expect me to pay for?"

Rupert stared Sylvia down, his face cold as ever, but there was a storm brewing behind his eyes.

Sylvia ignored his glare and answered coolly, "How much was your cane? Just send me the bill. I'll cover it. I've got somewhere to be, so I'll head out."

With that, she pushed his arm aside and made to leave.

Rupert didn't stop her, just let out a low grunt.

He gripped a nearby column, his knuckles white. His tall frame hunched over, as if he was in serious pain.

Sylvia shot him a quick glance, her hands twitching as if she wanted to help-but she stopped herself.

She forced herself to turn away, her expression icy.

But she'd barely taken a step when Rupert grabbed her wrist.

He loomed behind her, his breath hot against her ear, each inhale growing tighter.

"Don't go."

swallowing hard, and tried to pry his hand

skin, she felt a clammy sweat, his fingers

Sylvia gripped his hand, turned back and asked, “What's wrong


didn't answer-just stared

darkness in his eyes fading,

her neck, pulling her closer, his lips hovering just above

fast one on you?" His voice was low and rumbled right into her ear, each word slow and clear. Snapping back to herself,

just her imagination, but Rupert really

she figured she

tilted her head back, putting some space between

I'll have someone from

help me?" Rupert shot

glanced around, only to realize the server who'd been with her earlier

sent them

at

someone else, footsteps echoed from the


shifted, murmuring, “I can't let anyone see me like this.

l.ne

Rupert's current status, every little thing he did could affect business deals. The last thing ke needed was for anyone

glanced at the wine cellar, her mind

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