Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

The day after Sylvia found out that Rupert had helped her get in touch with her dream school, she went straight to find Lester.

She told him everything.

Since they were dating, she didn't want Lester to hear it from anyone else. Lying to him just felt wrong-especially when he'd always treated her so well.

After listening, Lester's advice was simple: be honest with Rupert and set things straight. As for the school, it was her future—she should pick whatever was best for her.

But Sylvia really didn't want to see Rupert in person. That's when she thought of asking Orson to pass on the message.

As soon as Orson's name was mentioned, Zion immediately volunteered to help.

Only... it had been over ten minutes since Zion sent the message and there was still no reply.

"Zion, did you do something to tick Orson off? He's Rupert's assistant-his phone is practically glued to his hand. If he hasn't responded by now, he's probably ignoring you," Sylvia pointed out.

Zion clicked his tongue. "He's really holding a grudge, huh?"

Sylvia eyed him suspiciously. "What did you do, exactly?"

Zion gave a mischievous grin.

Sylvia had a bad feeling and quickly said, "Never mind, I'll just ask Chris to help."

She pulled out her phone and messaged Chris.

In less than two minutes, Chris replied.

you soon," followed by the address

Zion wasn't grinning anymore.

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