Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Sylvia was backed up against the wall, her face ashen, haunted by the memory of Warren's fate in a past

life.

And now, Rupert was out to destroy Warren!

Destroy the only member of the Garcia family who had ever been kind to her!

Her breath hitched, fingers digging painfully into the wall.

Seconds later, she quietly slipped away.

Sylvia made her way back to the hospital room.

Warren, struggling with the pain of his bruises, found it hard to even turn in bed. Yet, upon seeing Sylvia, he immediately broke into a tender smile.

"Sylvia, I thought you weren't coming back."

"I wouldn't stay away," Sylvia walked over and sat by the bed, her voice soft, "I forgot to ask earlier, how did the car accident happen?"

"There was this special batch of pastries in town, I wanted to bring some back for you to try, just got a bit too rushed is all," Warren offered, avoiding further explanation.

Sylvia sensed something was off, "It was the driver at the wheel, no matter how rushed, he wouldn't gamble with your life..."

Warren's gaze darkened, cutting her off, "Sylvia, let it be. Some things are better left unsaid." "But there must be something wrong with the accident, right? Can you tell me?"noveldrama

Sylvia sought the truth.

Warren sighed, "Indeed, a car suddenly cut mine off, but the other party is willing to take responsibility, and I wasn't seriously hurt."

"How can you say it's nothing serious? Does it have to be a tragedy to be serious?" Sylvia protested, her anger rising.

She knew it had to be Rupert!

If he could harm his own daughter, what's stopping him from harming his nephew!

Warren took her hand in an attempt to soothe her, "Sylvia, calm down. It's my fault. If I were as formidable as Rupert, maybe this wouldn't have happened."

Sylvia took a deep breath, massaging her throbbing head, impulsively asking, "What can we do to make you as formidable as Rupert?"

Warren chuckled lightly, "Don't be silly, the Garcia family can only handle one Rupert. Unless I land a

major deal, maybe then grandfather might look my way, and I could stay at the core of the Garcia Group." A major deal?

There was one.

With Bailey.

Sylvia bit her lip, pondering for a moment before locking eyes with Warren.

"Warren, I'll help you."

"Sylvia, don't be reckless. It's the thought that counts. You're no match for Rupert."

"I'll find a way," Sylvia asserted firmly.

She was not just helping Warren, but also seeking justice for herself and Stella.

Wasn't Bridget waiting for Rupert and Baile

's deal to conclude

marrying into the Garcia fan befoet

And Rupert wanting to eliminate his rivals?

None of them would have it easy!

Just as Sylvia and Warren finished their talk, the sound of the door opening echoed.

"Sylvia, you..." Edwin, noticing their held hands, paused in surprise.

The man behind him wore a grim expression, his cold gaze chilling to the bone. Sylvia instinctively withdrew her hand, looking down.

Warren,

Edwin Smiled, "Uncle

Edwin, Uncle Rupert sorry for

making you worry, I'm fine, "vel.net to en. not

belongs

Edwin simply nodded.

Rupert, ignoring him, stood at the doorway, his gaze icy.

As the room seemed to grow colder, Edwin stepped in to lighten the mood.

"Warren, the doctor said you need to be observed for a couple of days." "Alright," Warren nodded.

"It's getting late; we should head back."

"Uncle Edwin, it's too late, I'm

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worried about Sylvia heading back alone. Could you please give her a ride? Warren asked, his eyes tenderly on Sylvia.

Sylvia felt a bit uneasy under his loving gaze.

Hastily grabbing her bag, she said, "Warren, I'll head off then."

With that, she dashed out of the room, feeling a piercing gaze on her back.