NovelEnglishChapter 32
"It's not that she and Julian are different; it's that she and | are different. She's like an untouchable saint, your
lady, while I'm nobody. So, | shouldn't have competed against Bridget, shouldn't have resisted or tried to justify
myself, right? | should just bow my head, accept my fate, and admit | was wrong, is that it? Have you considered
what would happen toif | did all that? Would you all just leavebe then? So, what am | supposed to do?
Die?"
Sylvia's words were sharp, yet she laughed after speaking them.
She lifted her injured hand towards Rupert, shaking it slightly, "A few millimeters more, and a nerve could've
been severed. Disappointed, huh? If my hand was rendered useless, then your Bridget would be the only one
representing our school in the contest. Then, all the online chatter would paintas the villain who got what |
deserved, and Tristan could use that to castaside, while your Bridget remains the untouchable goddess.
You never care about what | say or do; you're only after the outcomes you desire. And why waste time
pretending to talk about punishment?
Has Julian never harmed anyone in secret? Doesn't he deserve punishment? But you forceto reconcile. I've
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdone nothing, and yet you askto be punished. Why? Tellwhy!" "Because Bridget felt wronged!"
Sylvia's eyes were ablaze as she stared directly at Rupert, who remained motionless, silent, as cold as a
stranger.
Suddenly, Sylvia felt weary, "Just go, take good care of your Bridget. We were never connected."
Rupert's gaze fell, his expression undescribable, seemingly harboring an elusive emotion. But in a moment, it
hardened into something cold and menacing.
"Done talking? Since you refuse to bow, you can stay here and reflect."
With that, he indifferently straightened his jacket and stood.
Sylvia was engulfed by his tall, dark silhouette, no light in sight. She looked up at Rupert, tears already brimming
in her eyes.
Rupert turned slightly, swallowed hard, and left without hesitation. Watching the door close, Sylvia lifted her
head but couldn't stop the tears from falling.
No matter what she chose, the road ahead seemed difficult.
Rupert stepped outside the police station, lighting a cigarette, then smoking quietly while gazing at distance. The
previously clear sky suddenly turned overcast. Orson caught up, whispering, "The tail's gone."
Rupert squinted slightly, acknowledging with a grunt. Orson continued, "Mr. Garcia, why not..."
A look from Rupert silenced him.
Snuffing out his cigarette, Rupert got into the car, "Drive."
Sylvia sat in silence until the door opened again.
The female officer entered with a kind gesture, "You haven't eaten all day. | brought you sfood; you should
eat. Especially you've been injured." "Thank you," Sylvia sighed in relief.
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"He claimed | contacted him first. Did he provide proof?"
"Yes, there were online interactions, from your account." That tactic sounded all too familiar.
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