Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 128

Did Bridget dare?

Not in a million years.

She had admitted it herself- her phone was loaded with photos from that day, all taken to humiliate Naomi and Edwin.

But it was no longer up to her whether to hand it over.

Tristan glanced at the bodyguard behind him, who promptly snatched Bridget's phone and cracked the screen's lock.

Scrolling through the gallery, hundreds of photos made Tristan nearly crush the phone in anger.

"Bridget, you're really pushing your luck. It seems my warning wasn't clear enough!"

"Tri…Tristan, I didn't mean..." Bridget stammered, her legs trembling as she nearly collapsed in a desperate attempt to plead.

But Tristan didn't spare her a glance. With cold precision, he tossed the phone to Rupert and commanded, "Deal with it."

"Understood."

Rupert's response was calm and collected.

At that moment, Chris walked in, and the sight of Sylvia nearly made him scream.

"Sylvia! Can't you act a bit more like a patient? I'm trying to give you an IV and you're turning it into a blood donation!"

Everyone’s attention turned to the IV line, where blood had begun to backflow into Sylvia’s drip. The sight was unsettling.

Sylvia slumped into Chris's arms, her voice troubled. "Doctor, something felt wrong just now. Could it be from the drinks I had last night?"

"You're still on about drinking? How much did you even have? I tested your alcohol level- it was through the roof! Thought you were a professional drinker or something! Your problem isn't the drink. I told you not to stress yourself out. Did someone upset you again? Dammit! What were they thinking!" Chris exclaimed loudly.

Chris had explained everything, and Sylvia could rest easy now.

Hearing this, Tristan scoffed and walked away.

Eloise, ever the clever one, gave Bridget a light glance before turning to Rupert.

"Rupert, I rushed here as soon as I got off the plane because I heard about Bridget from my assistant. I'm exhausted now, so I'll be heading back to rest."

The implication was clear: Bridget had taken advantage of her kindness.