Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 695

After saying that, he slipped away.

Like many women would, Sylvia looked down at the ring, "This is way too big, I wouldn't dare wear it out."

"Is it big? Actually, I originally wanted to get a twenty-carat one, but I knew you didn't like being too flashy, so I chose this small one."

"..."

A massive rock.

...

The island.

Orson walked into the room carrying breakfast.

"Mr. Rupert, time to eat."

The man sitting at the foot of the bed shifted his body. As he slowly raised his head, sweat slid down his taut muscles, and his deep eyes held nothing but an endless abyss.

"Put it down."

His hoarse voice couldn't even be warmed by the island's sunshine.

Orson set down the breakfast, immediately handed him a towel, and continued, "Fay Langley was taken away by strangers as soon as she got off the plane. Even the Langley family doesn't know where she is. What if Fay shoots her mouth off..."

Rupert took the towel and wiped his sweat, "They're probably coming after me."

"I'll continue to send people to look for her." Orson said as he glanced at the red marks on Rupert's wrist, pursing his lips tightly.

Rupert stood up and walked to the table to eat his breakfast, "Spit it out."

Orson said hesitantly, "Mr. Sanford proposed to Ms. Lloyd, and she... accepted."

The knife and fork in Rupert's hands paused, then slowly lowered.

"Go book a flight."

"Yes, sir."

Orson turned and left.

Rupert set down his silverware, walked to the bed, and opened the nightstand drawer, taking out a photo.

It was still the photo from the bachelor party.

But for some reason, the photo had been gripped so tightly that the corners were creased. He gently smoothed out the marks.

Staring at the woman in the photo, a faint smile touched his lips.

Perhaps he was looking too intently, for Rupert didn't even notice someone approaching behind him.

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