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."

hard, and tried to pry

she touched his skin, she felt

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


answer-just stared at

gaze lingered on her face, the darkness in his eyes fading, replaced by a wild,

the back of her neck, pulling her closer,

voice was low and

maybe it was just her imagination, but Rupert really did look

after everything they'd been through, she figured she didn't have the right

her head back, putting

to talk, fine. I'll have someone from the staff help you get some

me?" Rupert shot

only to realize the server who'd been with her earlier was

must've sent

at him,

for someone


me like this. Help me to the wine

l.ne

business deals. The last thing ke needed was for anyone to see him sovulnerable.

at the wine cellar, her mind racing with all sorts of

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