Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 564

Kay watched Mrs. Hanson stay silent for a little too long and pressed her, “Mrs. Hanson, just say whatever’s on your mind. Mr. Rupert and Tristan are here—they’ll have your back.”

Mrs. Hanson pursed her lips, hesitated for a few seconds, then shook her head firmly.

“No, Sylvia never agreed to anything. It was Yves who set his sights on her and tried to force her into marriage.”

“Mrs. Hanson! What the hell are you talking about?” Kay snapped, her eyes cold and sharp as she marched forward.

But Sylvia calmly raised a hand, stopping Kay in her tracks. “Ms. Winslet, that’s Mrs. Hanson’s own admission. How is that nonsense? Does the truth only count if I’m the one throwing myself at Yves? What’s your motive here?”

She looked at Kay, whose face was flushed with anger, veins standing out on her forehead, but she had no comeback.

Mrs. Hanson sure as hell wasn’t going to defend Kay.

After all, Sylvia had a video of Mrs. Hanson and her boytoy—far juicier than anything Naomi had on her. If it ever got out, especially with the Yves mess, Mrs. Hanson’s life would be hell.

When disaster’s looming, self-preservation comes first. That’s exactly why Mrs. Hanson always did whatever Kay asked—for her own sake.

Kay seemed to realize this too. She clenched her jaw, about to argue, but Edwin cut her off, his voice thunderous with anger.

“Kay, enough! I’m saying this one last time: stay away from my wife and daughter!”

He then shot a glare at Tristan. “Dad, since you can’t stand us, let me make this easy—I’m moving out with Naomi.”

Tristan looked stunned, caught off guard. Before he could process it, Kay shrieked, “You’re leaving the Garcia family for her? You’d go that far?”

“Yes,” Edwin replied, unwavering. “She’s my wife. I never once regretted choosing her. The Garcia family… can rely on Rupert. He’s more capable than me. He’s the one who can take the family to the next level.”

The message was clear: Edwin would never fight Rupert for the family legacy. He’d rather be the perpetual disappointment—Mr. Edwin—than ever give up Naomi.

At that, Naomi burst into tears and threw herself into his arms.

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed.

Sylvia clenched her fists but met his gaze with a small, wry smile.

“Of course I trust your abilities, Mr. Rupert. That’s why I specifically asked Dr. Chris to come to you for help.”

“But honestly, everything you’ve done has been a letdown. So I handled things myself. I called the police. I volunteered to help them investigate Yves.”

“The only thing you didn’t disappoint me in, Mr. Rupert, was using me as bait.”

“Trust? Don’t make me laugh. I trust Edwin because at least I can see how he feels about my mom.”

Unlike you. I’ll never see through you.

“See… See…”