Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 81

“You! You lowlife!”

“I suggest you watch your tone. Oh, and by the way, while you were busy getting me drunk, I took the liberty of recording the whole thing. The video’s with my roommate now. If I don’t show up at the dorm on time, that recording will be tomorrow’s sensation. Years of your hard work to get where you are, gone in an instant- just because of me, would you want that?”

The trio exchanged uneasy glances, though they were not entirely scared.

One of them even sneered. “It’s the celebration party. We came here out of respect for our principal. Getting a bit tipsy is part of the fun. Besides, we can always say you were the one who led us on.”

Another laughed. “Look at what you’re wearing - you’re practically asking for it! People online don’t care about a woman being harassed. What really gets them going is a story of a woman who willingly degrades herself.”

The last one added, “Three against one, who do you think the internet will believe? A newbie who wouldn’t hesitate to sell her body to climb the ladder, or three celebrities who were seduced after a few drinks? Even if it’s assault, they’ll just say the woman was asking for it. We can spin this any way we want. With you and your roommate against us? We could have our way with you now and deal with your roommate later.”

The three burst into laughter. But their laughter was abruptly cut short the next second.

Sylvia raised her hand, showing them a pill. “Take a good look at is.”

“Amoxicillin! Are you insane?” Their smiles vanished.

Sylvia smirked. “Celebrities? Celebrities with a manslaughter charge? Who’d dare come to you for jewelry designs then? Don’t think I wouldn’t go through with it. If I’m going down, I’m taking three scumbags with me. Don’t think you can easily win a lawsuit like this. Manslaughter cases are complex and troublesome. Can you afford the delay? With how fast people come and go in this industry, by the time you’re done with the lawsuit, you’d be obsolete.”

“Bitch! Think you’re too good for us?” They roared in anger.

Sylvia pressed the pill against her lips. “Can I leave now?”