Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 434

Sylvia washed her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and was about to help Naomi with the dinner prep when Edwin strolled in, shrugging off his jacket.

“All right, you two go grab a bite and relax. I’ve got this covered,” he said, rolling up his own sleeves.

“Thanks, honey.” Naomi’s eyes crinkled up with her smile.

“Thanks.” Sylvia grabbed two bowls of soup and plopped down at the little table, sipping away.

You could really taste the difference when soup was made from good, fresh ingredients.

Naomi and Edwin shared a sweet moment before finally joining Sylvia at the table. Naomi barely sat down before she snatched Sylvia’s soup and downed it in one go.

“Ugh, I was dying of thirst. By the way, I found out everything you wanted to know.”

“Found out? Mom, what did I ask you to investigate?” Sylvia looked at her, surprised.

“Reese, of course.”

Maybe it was curiosity, but Sylvia didn’t interrupt.

Naomi leaned in, lowering her voice. “Reese is the eldest daughter of the prestigious Sanford family from Sea Town. She went to college overseas—same university as Rupert. When Rupert had that car accident abroad, it was Reese who pulled him out right before the explosion. She got seriously hurt herself and ended up losing her leg.”

“When she was rushed to the hospital, Bridget—who was also out of the country—happened to see her. Bridget swapped their IDs, so Rupert thought it was Bridget who saved his life.”

“All these years, Reese was in rehab overseas. Rupert got engaged to Bridget for reasons nobody could figure out, and people just thought he’d finally found someone he liked, so Reese didn’t come back.”

“It wasn’t until Bridget’s little scandal blew up in their social circle that Reese found out the truth. She rushed back to reunite with Rupert.”

“Even though she’s disabled now, there’s something about her confidence and class—she’s just on another level.”

Naomi couldn’t help but gush as she spoke.

Clearly, Reese was nothing like Bridget, with all her fake charm.

Sylvia pressed her lips together, her face drained of color.

After a while, a housekeeper hurried over.

“Mrs. Naomi, they’re almost done eating up front. Should I bring out the fruit platter?”

“They’re done already?”

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