Avenging Muse's Return

Chapter 524

Just as Chris had said, Kay had to be something special to carve out a place for herself in a world dominated by

men. No one could survive that kind of

environment without sserious skills.

So when Sylvia showed up at Kay's office waving her so-called "evidence," let's be real-it was practically walking

into the lion's den.

But truthfully? She was baiting the trap.

The worse off she looked, the more likely Kay would believe Sylvia was at the end

of her rope.

From the way Kay spoke to Edwin, Sylvia could tell Kay was proud-maybe even a little arrogant. She had zero

interest in getting into a petty catfight with Naomi, and she'd never stoop so low as to beg Edwin for a second

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chance.

Kay wanted people to beg her.

Especially when she got to play god, dangling other people's fates in her hands.

Still, Naomi was Mrs. Garcia-the Garcia family's matriarch. No matter how talented Kay was, picking a fight with

Naomi was just another way of declaring war on the Garcias themselves.

Kay probably wouldn't dare.

Unless, of course, she had someone powerful backing her up.

And sure enough, it didn't take long to find out who. Sylvia just hadn't expected her supporters to be Tristan and

Rupert.

They'd gone all-out, scheming behind the scenes to force her hand.

Well, if that's how they wanted to play it, then let the games begin.

She had nothing left to lose anyway.

But there was still a question that haunted her: In her previous life, was Naomi and Edwin's "accident" really just

a car crash, like Rupert always claimed?

The thought of that accident made Sylvia's chest ache, sharp as a needle.

Lost in thought, Sylvia glanced up and saw Chris watching her intently. "Something on your mind?" he asked.

"Not really," Sylvia said, tugging at her cardigan and pretending to shrug it off.

Chris saw right through her but didn't push Instead, he changed the subject. "I've started working on your mom's

situation. It'll take a couple of days to sort everything out, but for now I've got her staying at a friend's private

clinic. No one will know she's there. But Ms. Winslet isn't about to let this go, right?" s

"Of course not. They haven't gotten what they want yet."

Sylvia's gaze was icy, her slender frseeming to fade into the pale light behind her, as if she might disappear

at any moment.

"They? You don't seriously think Kay's situation is connected to Rupert, do you? He'd never actually hurt you,"

Chris pressed, clearly siding with Rupert.

"Dr. Chris, Kay setup at the Bluebird Lounge." Sylvia's voice was full of scorn.

The Bluebird Lounge was Rupert's turf. Kay wouldn't have dared pull a stunt like that there without his go-ahead.

"He must have his reasons," Chris insisted, his voice quick and anxious.

Sylvia lay back, her tone frosty. "Doesn't matter anymore."

"Sylvia-"