Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 438

Rupert nodded absentmindedly, then slipped away.

Through the car window, Reese watched his figure grow smaller and smaller, an unexpected hollowness settling in her chest.

Suddenly, she clutched her chest and started to cough.

Orson immediately handed her a bottle of water. “Ms. Sanford, are you alright?”

“I’m fine. Just caught a bit of a chill,” she said, nervously fidgeting with the bottle in her hand. “Orson, did I say something wrong just now?”

Orson’s tone was steady. “No, Ms. Sanford. Mr. Rupert’s always been a workaholic.”

“Yeah,” she murmured.

After dropping Reese off, Orson made his way back to Rupert’s apartment in Soho Bay.

He was sorting through the files sent over from the office when Rupert walked in.

Orson stared, eyes wide in disbelief. “Mr. Rupert, you—”

Rupert shot him a cold glance and shoved a bundle of clothes into his arms.

“Take these to the dry cleaners.”

“Yes, sir.”

…

Eloise’s new collection launch was a hit; even international reporters showed up for interviews.

She set aside ten minutes for Sylvia to share her inspiration for the designs, which brought Sylvia a lot of attention—her client list started to grow rapidly.

Time flew by. Before she knew it, most of the month had passed. As Christmas approached, the studio was busy finishing up the year’s work.

One night, while Sylvia was working late, her phone buzzed with a friend request.

“Sylvia, it’s me, Reese.”

Sylvia hesitated, staring at her phone, but finally accepted.

She quickly sent Reese a $20 Venmo transfer.

“Forgot to pay you back last time—please accept.”

“You really didn’t have to! Honestly, I thought you’d given it to Mr. Rupert for me,” Reese replied, adding a smiley face.

Sylvia responded, “We haven’t really been in touch. He’s probably just busy these days.”

She wasn’t sure if Reese was fishing for information, so she decided to keep her distance.

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