Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

"I only care about the results," Rupert's tone was firm, as if he were addressing an employee. "Do | need to teach

you how to handle this?"

Bridget's joy hadn't faded from her face, but fear began to simmer in her eyes. She nodded dumbly. "I...I

understand. I'll apologize and make amends." "Good."

With that, Rupert turned and left. Bridget's knees buckled, sending her staggering backward, but Miriam caught

her just in time.

"Bridget, you can't mess this up. Rupert hasn't cut ties - there's still a chance."

"He hasn't cut ties, but he's becoming more indifferent toward me."

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"So what? As long as he agrees to marry you, you'll officially be in a position to deal with his other women. Then

Sylvia will have nowhere to turn!" Miriam, clutching her bleeding neck, seethed with anger. Bridget scoffed,

"Sylvia. We'll see about that."

Back at the house.

Naomi quickly ordered a pot of coffee and downed half of it in an attempt to calm her nerves.

"That scaredto death," she said, playfully scolded Sylvia. "Sweetie, why did you cause such a commotion

without consultingfirst?"

"You can't keep a secret to save your life; that's why I didn't tell you." Sylvia retorted, sipping her coffee.

Naomi clicked her tongue but wasn't truly offended. Edwin, sitting next to Naomi, was also worried for Sylvia.

"Sylvia, this is too risky. What if the Simpson family spreads rumors about you being mentally unstable? This

could affect the rest of your life."

"They wouldn't dare. If they spread it, people will demand evidence and reasons, which would implicate Tristan.

Do you think they'd risk that?" Sylvia countered.

Edwin nodded in agreement. Naomi, however, was still worried. "You're leveraging Tristan, and we don't know

how he'll react."

Sylvia reassured her. "Don't worry. Not only will Tristan not be angry, but he'll start treating you both even

better."

Naomi withdrew her hand, laughing off the concern. Despite being a daughter-in-law who had done no wrong,

she knew Tristan had never favored her.

As they were discussing, the butler arrived with a delivery. "Mr. Edwin, Mrs. Naomi, sir sentto deliver some

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things."

Surprised, Naomi and Edwin quickly got up to welcthe arrival. They couldn't stop smiling at the sight of the

gifts being brought in.

"The Simpson family called, saying they would like to apologize in person soon," the butler respectfully informed.

Holding an emerald necklace worth millions, Naomi's pride was evident. "Well, I'd better prepare for their visit."

After confirming the items with them, the butler left.

Naomi wrapped her arms around Edwin. "Honey, it seems your dad still remembers you."

Edwin nodded, his expression softening.

Sylvia, however, felt uneasy at their lack of wariness. She knew she couldn't always rely on tic