Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 468

Sylvia was stunned when she first saw the scarf.

After all, she’d tossed it into the trash herself.

So how did it end up in Rupert’s yard?

Unless he actually went digging through the garbage truck to get it back.

But after hearing what the housekeeper said, Sylvia realized it didn’t even matter how the scarf found its way back to Rupert.

It was just trash in the end.

Rupert must have known she’d been in his yard and just tossed the scarf out without a second thought.

She got the message loud and clear.

The housekeeper stared at Sylvia. “Ms. Lloyd, is there anything else you need?”

Sylvia let go and shook her head. “No, that’s all.”

The housekeeper tugged the scarf out of her hands and walked away.

Watching that bright red disappear, Sylvia noticed her palm was bleeding from how tightly she’d clenched her fist. She didn’t even feel the pain.

With a bitter smile, she came back to her senses—just in time to see her mother, Naomi, instructing people to move the gift baskets.

Reality snapped back. Sylvia rushed over to stop her.

“Mom, did you check every single one?”

“There are over two hundred baskets! How long would that take? Besides, this is the Garcia estate. Who would dare mess around? Relax.”

Naomi waved the staff to keep going.

Sylvia grabbed her mother’s arm. “No way. It doesn’t matter where you are—when you sign your name, you’re responsible. This is your first time organizing something this big for the Garcias. You need to be careful.”

Naomi hesitated, then nodded.

“You’re right. Okay, you guys—stop for a minute. Unwrap everything and check it all.”

Sylvia jumped in to help.

It turned out to be the right call. Five baskets were missing items—two were short on skincare products, three were missing bracelets.

Altogether, that was thousands of dollars.

Maybe it was chump change for families like the Garcias and Sanfords, but the responsibility would fall squarely on Naomi’s shoulders.

Naomi broke out in a cold sweat. “Thank goodness we checked. How would I explain this to Tristan?”

“Didn’t the delivery company say they’d double-check everything?” Sylvia handed her a tissue.

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