Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 435

Reese shook her head quickly, looking at Rupert. “I didn’t save Mr. Rupert because I wanted anything in return. Honestly, it wouldn’t have mattered who was in that car—I’d have done the same thing.”

She wasn’t saying it just to sound good; it was simply the truth.

Tristan nodded at her with clear approval. “Reese, Rupert’s lucky to know you.”

She blushed, awkwardly ducking a little closer to Rupert’s side. “You say stuff like that and I don’t even know how to answer!”

Everyone in the room could see how she felt—and no one seemed to mind.

Sure, she’d lost part of her leg, but it was for Rupert’s sake.

If the Garcias married her in, even if she was just a figurehead, the family would gain a reputation for kindness. Not to mention, Reese’s own family was powerful—uniting their families would make them even stronger.

Reese glanced up at Rupert’s sharp profile, her eyes full of hope, wishing he’d say something—anything.

But Rupert just nodded politely and offered her a fruit platter. “Have some fruit.”

She felt a twinge of disappointment, but it had been a long time since they’d seen each other. Maybe it made sense to take things slow.

So, she smiled and took a bite of melon.

Tristan noticed it all, his eyes briefly clouding with annoyance.

He shot Rupert a subtle look and said, “Rupert, it’s Reese’s first time here. Show her around a bit later, alright?”

Reese’s face brightened. “I’d love to see where you grew up!”

Rupert just gave a short nod. “Take your time with the fruit. I’ll be back—bathroom break.”

…

Sylvia didn’t head back to the kitchen. Instead, she slipped out to the garden to get some air.

But standing among the roses and hydrangeas, carefully arranged by Naomi, didn’t help. If anything, it made her chest feel even tighter.

Suddenly, it all clicked. She understood why Tristan had called her back, and why Naomi was in charge of the family dinner.

Embarrassment. Humiliation. Outsider.

Those words fit her and her daughter perfectly right now.

Tristan loved these little power plays. He never got tired of them.

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