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Sylvia had never seen anything like this before. Her first instinct was to step back, but she was already pressed
up against the brick wall at the edge of the sidewalk.
No way out.
She watched in horror as the motorcycle swerved straight at her. With nowhere else to go, she threw up her
arms to shield her head.
A split second later, she heard the crashing, scraping sound of the bike hitting the ground and tumbling away.
Heart pounding, she lowered her arms-and saw that the motorcycle, along with its rider, had crashed straight
into the flowerbed.
And the car that had knocked him in there? That was Rupert's.
Rupert stepped out of his luxury car, long legs unfolding, his black wool coat cutting a sharp silhouette as he
moved.
He strode over in a few quick steps, grabbed the biker by his jacket collar, and hauled him up.
The biker gave a pitiful whimper and started begging, “Mr. Rupert, I'm sorry, | swear | didn't mean it! My brakes
gave out, that's the only reason I lost control and nearly hit this lady. I'm just a regular guy, please, just let me
go."
Rupert's eyes flicked to the cross hanging around the man's neck. Regular guy, huh?
His gaze was cold as steel, lips curled in a faint, mocking smile. "Watch yourself. Next time, you might not be so
lucky."
Terror flickered across the man's face. He nodded so hard his head nearly fell off. "Yes, sir. Yes."
Rupert noticed Sylvia watching him and let go of the man's jacket. "Get lost."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe biker scrambled to his feet, picked up his battered motorcycle, and took off as fast as his shaking legs would
carry him.
As the man left, Rupert glanced at Orson, who was standing by the car. Orson gave a small nod, then vanished
into the crowd.
Rupert turned to Sylvia and reached out, catching her by the arm.
His hand landed right on her injury. She gasped and instinctively pulled away. "You're hurt?" Rupert's voice was
low, edged with concern.
He reached for her sleeve, but she snatched her arm back. "No, I'm fine." Her tone was distant, guarded.
"Thanks, Uncle Rupert, but | should get going."
She turned to leave, but before she could take a step, Rupert moved. In a swift motion, he grabbed her waist and
lifted her off the ground, carrying her toward his
car.
As he scooped her up, all Sylvia could think about was the image of Rupert and Reese together in bed, Reese
wearing Rupert's shirt. She had no right to care about the soon-to-be newlyweds. She had to get a grip.
Remembering the pieces of her forgotten past hurt enough already. Now she had to ignore Rupert's possessive
attitude, remind herself that what happened between them was over. People had to move forward, didn't they?
On top of that, she had to put up with Rupert's threats.
She just couldn't do it—couldn't pretend, couldn't detach, not the way Rupert seemed to, like none of this
mattered. And she hated herself for it.
"Putdown!" Sylvia shrieked, panic and humiliation crashing over her.
Rupert frowned, but after a beat, set her down though he blocked her path in front of the car door. His voice was
calm, almost indifferent: "You're moving in with the Garcias today."
It wasn't a suggestion. It was an order.
"What for? So Tristan can find new ways to humiliate me?" Sylvia's laugh was hollow.
"It's for the engagement party. Your mom's swamped, so Reese and decided you'd help out. Reese really likes
you, and you can keep her company. Tristan's already agreed."
"What did you say?" Sylvia's voice was twisted with disbelief.
She stared at Rupert, stunned. He wanted her to help prepare the engagement party for him and Reese.
Rupert wasn't one to repeat himself. He simply reached past her, opened the car door. "Get in."
Sylvia's hands shook. No matter how she tried to steady her breathing, she felt like she was suffocating.
Rupert watched her, his gaze flickering. "Sylvia..."
She looked up.
His expression turned cold in an instant. "Get in. Your mom's waiting."
Another threat.
Sylvia gave a bitter, empty smile. "Fine."
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