Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 672

When Reese had been organizing the party, she had specifically asked Fay to arrange a private rest suite for her.

Earlier, Reese had panicked and allowed Kay to drag her to other floors to search, momentarily forgetting about the room.

Now, this was the only place left to check.

As Reese stood before the door, the hand clutching the keycard trembled violently.

Unable to wait any longer, Kay snatched the card from her hand and eagerly swiped it against the lock.

She justified her actions quickly. "Rupert isn't answering his phone. What if he drank too much and something happened to him? This could be a matter of life and death, we can't delay."

With a soft click, the door unlocked.

A heavy, seductive scent of passion instantly rushed out to meet them. Even before anyone stepped inside, imaginations were already running wild.

Kay and Fay exchanged a swift, meaningful glance. Giving Reese no time to react, they pushed the door wide open and marched in.

"I want to see who has the nerve to seduce Mr. Rupert in here!" Fay stormed inside, her voice dripping with righteous fury.

In the shadows, where no one could see, her lips stretched into an ecstatic, triumphant grin.

However, when her gaze finally landed on the bed, she froze in her tracks.

The onlookers lingering by the doorway thought she had been stunned by some scandalous, explicit sight.

Kay supported a swaying Reese and deliberately fed the fire. "You don't think it's Sylvia..."

Unable to bear another second, Reese shoved past them and rushed forward, only to mirror Fay's shocked expression.

Kay's lips curled into a smirk. As she stepped forward, the vicious insults were already spilling from her mouth.

"Sylvia, you shameless..."

The few guests who had only been lingering outside instantly perked up at the mention of Sylvia's name, their minds flashing back to the recent scandalous rumors.

Could it really be true?

Driven by curiosity, they all crowded into the room.

But as they got a clear view of the bed, one of them frowned. "Ms. Winslet, where is Sylvia?"

"The real question is, where is anyone?" another person chimed in.

The bed was undeniably rumpled, but there wasn't a single soul on it.

But she refused to let such a perfect opportunity slip through her fingers.

Fay had personally escorted Sylvia into this suite. If she wasn't on the bed, she had to be hiding in the bathroom.

With that, she reached out to push the bathroom door open.

But Rupert didn't lower his arm.

He shifted his gaze to Reese, emanating an unapproachable, freezing aura. "Is this what you think, too?"

Reese pressed her lips together, her silence serving as a tacit approval of Kay's actions.

Rupert let out a dark, mocking scoff. Not only did he step aside, but he personally pushed the bathroom door wide open.

"Do you see anyone?"

The bathroom was undeniably luxurious, but it was completely exposed. There was absolutely nowhere for anyone to hide.