NovelStartChapter 329 A moment later, he picked up his coffee mug, took a slow sip, and said evenly, "Have a few of them keep an eye on Sylvia." "The new Ms. Lloyd?" The butler sounded like he couldn't believe what he'd just heard.
"That's right." Tristan looked up; the message was unmistakable in his eyes.
The butler paused, then quickly bowed his head in agreement.
Early evening.
Sylvia had changed into something understated: a simple navy dress, minimal makeup, nothing flashy. She wasn't about to outshine anyone-after all, she was just one of Eloise's employees.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust as she was about to leave, her phone buzzed with a trending headline: "Mr. Rupert and Bridget Spotted Cozying Up All Afternoon." Sylvia only had to glance at it-she knew exactly what was going on. She swiped the notification away, ignored it, and calmly slipped into her heels before walking out her room.
She barely stepped into the elevator when Eloise appeared.
Eloise looked effortlessly chic in a tailored jumpsuit, a stack of pearl necklaces at her V-neck. She was the picture of elegance and efficiency.
She gave Sylvia a quick once-over. "You really didn't have to dress so plain." Sylvia smiled. "Honestly, I prefer it this way." Eloise was a bit taken aback by her sincerity, but decided not to push it.
Checking her watch, Eloise let out a sigh, "Where the hell is Bridget? She was the most eager before we left, but now she's nowhere to be found." Right on cue, Bridget csweeping down the hall in a white off-the-shoulder gown. Highlighter shimmered on her collarbones, catching the light from afar-but around her neck, she'd inexplicably tied a thin red velvet ribbon. It was anyone's guess if she wanted to draw attention to her neck or her collarbones.
Bridget stopped in front of them, cheeks flushed. "Ms. Eloise, I'm really sorry, but I can't join you at the dinner tonight. Mr. Rupert askedto accompany him to a business event." Eloise frowned. "You could've givena heads up. This is a work trip, not a vacation, Bridget." Bridget's eyes darted guiltily, and she let out a helpless sigh. "It's not like I wanted to bail. But Mr. Rupert insisted, and it's dinner with srelatives from the Garcia family. There's just no polite way to refuse." She cast a sly glance at Sylvia. As she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her hand tugged at the ribbon-revealing a blotchy red mark beneath.
Sylvia didn't need the earlier headline to figure it out.
A hickey. A pretty intense one, too.
No wonder Bridget had gone overboard with the highlighter: she was hoping everyone would be so distracted by her glowing collarbones, they'd somehow not notice the awkward red ribbon.
Bridget awkwardly tried to cover her neck, mumbling, "I told Mr. Rupert not to leave marks, but, well... things got a little out of hand. Sorry, Sylvia." Sylvia's face was unreadable. "Why are you apologizing to me? I didn't ask him to bite you. If you're embarrassed, maybe you should go bite him back-keep things fair and square." Bridget was momentarily speechless.
Eloise, for her part, decided to just let it go, given Bridget's connections.
"Alright, fine. Go on and join Mr. Rupert. Sylvia and I will head out." Sylvia nodded and was about to turn away when Rupert himself cdown the stairs with his entourage.
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Bridget instantly slipped her arm through his, all smiles. "Mr. Rupert, Wes "Mr.
X you're here! Sylvia was just tellingI should take good care of you tonight-said we're quite the romantic pair." If there was ever a moment Sylvia wanted to roll her eyes, it was now.
Before she could react, she felt a cold, steely gaze land on her.
"You sure know how to talk," Rupert said drily.
"Thanks," Sylvia replied, lips pressed in a polite smile. She turned to Elbise. "Ms, Eloise, 'N go outside and check on the car." Just as she was leaving, Bridget called after her, voice sweet as syrup: "Sylvia, have a great night!" Sylvia ignored her and strode out of the hotel lobby.
A minute later, Rupert and Bridget emerged. Without a glance her way, they slid into a waiting car and drove off. A few seconds passed before Eloise cout, just finishing a phone call. "Sylvia, change of plans. They just called-dinner's at a different place now." Chapter 329 Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.
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