Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 238

The Simpson family was having a day, to say the least. Miriam, looking as elegant and poised as ever, was eagerly waiting for Rupert to come over for dinner. But just as she was setting the table, her phone buzzed with a distress call from her daughter, Bridget.

Alarmed, Miriam didn't hesitate to spend a small fortune to shoo away the lurking paparazzi around her house. As soon as her car pulled up, she rushed out, yanking the door open only to find Bridget covered in blood, looking like something out of a horror movie.

"Bridget! What on earth happened?" Miriam gasped, her face going pale.

"Mom, help me inside," Bridget mumbled, looking like she could barely stand.

"Of course, of course."

Without wasting another second, Miriam helped her daughter out of the car. Blood was dripping from Bridget's dress onto the driveway, and Miriam quickly wrapped her up in her own coat to stop the trail.

Before leaving, Bridget shot a menacing look at the driver, jabbing a finger into his chest. "If you breathe a word about tonight, your little daughter might just disappear, you hear me?"

"Yes, Miss," the driver muttered, bowing his head.

Miriam gave Bridget a gentle nudge. "Why are you wasting time with the help? Let's get you inside."

Bridget nodded, leaning heavily on her mother as they made their way into the house. The driver stood by the car, his face a mix of fear and frustration.

Little did they know, one of the paparazzi, who had a good nose for trouble, had never actually left. He had sensed something big was going down when Miriam tried to pack him off. So, he pretended to leave but sneaked back, capturing the whole juicy scene. He scrolled through the photos on his camera until he found the shot of the driver's humiliated face and chuckled to himself.