Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 274

Warren approached Sylvia, his face looking like he just swallowed a sour lemon.

The moment he spoke, it was with that familiar tone of someone who's been battered by life.

"Sylvia, are you laughing at me too? In the end, he always seems to have the upper hand."

"Do you have some kind of persecution complex, Mr. Warren?" Sylvia shot back coldly.

"What... what did you call me?"

Warren stared at Sylvia, bewildered.

Sylvia repeated, "Mr. Warren."

"Sylvia, don't be like this. I just..."

"You just noticed my scarf and thought you'd use it to take a jab at Uncle Rupert, right?" Sylvia interrupted, "Don't say you like me. I can't handle that."

With that, she turned to leave.

Warren's eyes darkened as he grabbed her wrist, preventing her from walking away.

"Sylvia, don't talk to me like that. You know how I feel."

Sylvia struggled a bit, but his grip only tightened. They were surrounded by guests, and a public scene would draw too much attention.

After all, Hilbert was Warren's uncle, and he had openly admitted to his vile intentions toward her.

Sylvia stopped struggling, looking at Warren with a wry smile.

"Feelings? What feelings? The kind where you want to see how deep I can sink?"

"Mr. Warren, during the live stream, even though you were lurking in the shadows, I recognized you."

"You claim to care about me, yet when everyone believed the woman in the room was me, you stood by and watched."

"When your aunt shoved Freya's face into the camera, you even stepped aside to give them room."

"Do you really think I don't understand your motives?"