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regal composure.
As she turned to leave, Sylvia lifted her pale eyes to Rupert. There was nothing but emptiness and silence in her
gaze.
“Mr. Rupert, don't forget,” she said quietly, “from this moment on, | have nothing to do with the Garcia family."
"If you're in charge now, Mr. Rupert, then let's seal it with a handshake."
Her voice trembled as she raised her hand.
Rupert's eyes widened for a split second, then becas still as a frozen lake.
He didn't hesitate. He lifted his hand.
Clap. Clap. Clap. Three times.
But after the last one, neither of them let go immediately. The chill between their palms felt like a snowstorm.
Sylvia closed her eyes, her body swaying like a crimson maple leaf in a winter wind, about to fall.
Her hand slipped from Rupert's grasp; he curled his fingers, but with everyone watching, he turned away without
a word.
Edwin was at her side in a heartbeat, catching Sylvia and hurrying her out.
Rupert stood, shrouded in the blackness of night, unmoving.
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"Mr. Rupert, your hand-are you okay?"
He ignored her, stepped around, and tossed the crop at Tristan's feet.
“The last nine lashes—Ilet me. But remember what you promised."
Everyone stared in shock.
At the hospital.
Chris rushed in to find Sylvia lying facedown on the bed, getting her wounds cleaned.
As a doctor, he saw only a patient-no matter the gender. He quickly snapped on disposable gloves and came
closer.
At the sight of the welts across Sylvia's pale back, Chris sucked in a breath.
Her skin was so fair, the angry red marks looked even worse. He hesitated, afraid to touch her.
"Who-who did this?” he stammered.
“Who do you think?” Sylvia gripped her pillow, steadying her breath.
"Him? No way. He-" Chris cut himself off.
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“I know,” Sylvia said, her voice flat. “But | still learned a lot tonight."
At least now she truly understood how cold Rupert could be—he wouldn't spare her, not even with her memory
gone.
She looked down, her face as lifeless as a porcelain doll. To them, she was just a used-up token to be traded
when convenient.
She let out a bitter laugh.
Just then, her phone lit up.
Sylvia checked the message, a cold smile on her lips. “Looks like the fish finally took the bait.”
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