Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 657

"Mr. Rupert still isn't here?"

"He's been really busy lately. It's fine if he's a little late. I'll wait for him," Reese instinctively made excuses for Rupert.

Seeing his sister like this, Lester felt a pang of sympathy.

"Reese, if..."

"I'm fine. Don't overthink it. He's naturally busy. Once we're married, we'll have plenty of time together," Reese interrupted stubbornly.

Lester chose not to say anything more.

Just then, Alfred's voice echoed from the doorway.

"Mr. Rupert."

"Yes."

Rupert strode in steadily. His gaze was icy, and the aura he projected was intimidating.

He cast a brief glance at the woman sitting next to Tristan and stepped forward, his expression blank.

Tristan stood up. "Since everyone is here, allow me to make an introduction."

"This is Sienna Rayner, a distant relative of the Garcia family. Her mother settled abroad years ago. She currently works as a product manager at the Garcia Group's overseas branch. She returned to Kingstoria specifically to attend Reese and Rupert's wedding."

Kay chimed in, "Ms. Rayner is truly young and promising. You can tell at a glance that she has a wonderful upbringing."

"You flatter me," Sienna chuckled softly, shifting her gaze to Rupert. "I am also deeply honored to attend Mr. Rupert and Ms. Sanford's wedding."

"Alright, alright. Let's sit down and chat over the meal," Tristan gestured for everyone to take their seats.

Just as Lester sat down, Tristan pointed to the empty seat beside him.

"You young folks have plenty to talk about. Go on, sit together."

"Of course."

Sienna sat right next to Lester without hesitation.

She extended her hand toward Lester gracefully. "Mr. Sanford, I've heard a great deal about you."

"You're too kind." Lester completely ignored her hand and focused on sipping his tea.

Sienna dropped her hand, looking entirely unfazed.

After that, the table appeared to be filled with joyful harmony, but in reality, undercurrents of tension swirled beneath the surface.

As the meal drew to a close, Tristan took a sip of his wine and shot a cold, sharp glance at Sienna.

Sienna gave a subtle nod. The moment Lester raised his arm, she bumped against him, causing scalding hot tea to spill all over her own hand.

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