Chapter 19
As Sylvia's heart threatened to leap out of her chest, Rupert pulled back, casting a glance at the young couple
behind the tree. "Something wrong?" his voice was cool, laced with impatience.
The moment they recognized Rupert, the couple quickly bowed their heads in respect, "Sorry, Mr. Garcia, we'll
leave right away." The young lovers hurried off.
Listening to their retreating footsteps, Sylvia let out a sigh of relief. She tried to push Rupert away, but he caught
her wrist.
"Go pack your things. I'll asked Orson to wait in the parking lot. He'll drive you to the apartment.”
It wasn't a suggestion, but a command, his deep voice brooking no argument.
Sylvia stiffened, her eyelashes fluttering as she struggled to contain the turmoil within her.
In his eyes, she wasn't a person, but a compliant doll, to be manipulated and discarded at will.
Gritting her teeth, she fought to free herself from his grasp.
"No need. If you're worried, we can go to the hospital for a check-up in a month."
Rupert's eyes narrowed, a chill flashing through them as if surprised by Sylvia's resistance.
The air between them was about to freeze when his phone rang.
It was Bridget.
Seizing the moment, Sylvia took a few steps back, calmly saying, "Uncle, you're busy. I'll leave now." She turned
and walked away without lingering. Behind her, those eyes following her unfathomable.
It took a few rings before Rupert casually answered the call.
"What's up?"
"There are so many reporters, I'm so scared,” Bridget sobbed.
"I'm on my way."
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Rupert left.
Sylvia, who hadn't gone far, sensed something and turned around to see Rupert's hurried departure.
The only person who could make him rush like that was Bridget. With a cold laugh, Sylvia walked away.
On the other side.
Bridget clenched her phone, watching a couple chat nonchalantly ahead of her.
"Didn't expect Mr. Garcia to be so eager, to actually do that in...But who's that woman? Mr. Garcia is so
protective of her."
"Who else could it be? It's gotta be Bridget."
Standing behind them, Bridget immediately guessed who was with Rupert - Sylvia.
Overnight, Sylvia's demeanor had changed, and so had Rupert's.
Clenching her fists, Bridget turned and walked towards the parking lot.
In the dormitory.
As graduation neared, the entire
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In her previous life, Rupert had
secretly given all these designs to
Bridget. Bridget's fskyrocketed,
becoming a sought-after jewelry
designer. It wasn't until eight years
later when Bridget tyrpecfron!!
abroad iQ RAs of her,
revealing the harsh truth. "Back then,
Rupert lovedso much, he gave
He said this was what you owed me.
Serves you right! After being with him
for eight years, with your child so big,
he still despised you. How pathetic
are you?" When Sylvia heard this at
the time, Sylvia had fainted from
exhaustion. As she woke up, she
found that Rupert, to win Bridget's
favor, had given her years of hard
work to Bridget once again. The
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Her dreams were shattered twice because of them.
But this time...no one would ruin it.
"Sylvia, what are you doing?" Freya's voice cfrom behind her.
"Nothing much, just sorting out my closet since we're graduating soon." Sylvia replied casually, locking the
manuscripts back in her closet.
Turning around, she noticed Freya staring intently at her closet, her thought inscrutable.
Pretending not to see, Sylvia asked, "Did you need something?"
Freya snapped back to reality, saying, "I wanted to invite you to dinner, to apologize for today's incident."
Hearing this, Sylvia glanced down,
spotting the toy keychain peeking
from Freya's pocket, 39 nodded!
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to be formal. How about we go for
the mac and cheese at the cafeteria
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