Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

As soon as Hilbert saw Sylvia enter the room, he was ready. He pulled out the jewelry in his hand.

"I've already had it checked. The sapphire on this brooch isn't the one I entrusted to Sylvia."

"I have the gem's certificate and the receipt with Sylvia's own signature."

"This clearly shows she had planned this long ago. Everything today was just a trap she set."

As Hilbert laid out his accusations, Bridget, standing among the crowd, shot a threatening glance at Freya.

Earlier, Freya had nearly blurted out Bridget's name during the live stream, so Bridget had made sure to have a word with her before they came downstairs.

Freya didn't let Bridget down. She stood there wrapped in a bathrobe, glaring darkly at Sylvia.

The next moment, she burst into tears, crying out her innocence.

"It wasn't me! I was framed by Sylvia too! I had no idea she stole Mr. Carmen's jewel! Sylvia, how could you do this to me and Mr. Carmen? I can't go on!"

With that, she ran towards a column, intending to hurt herself.noveldrama

The crowd was momentarily stunned, and by the time someone rushed forward to stop her, Freya had already hit her head and was bleeding.

Don't be fooled by her usual timid demeanor; Freya was actually more unhinged than Bridget. She would do anything to achieve her goals-begging, confessing, even self-harm.

Just like now, faced with someone willing to harm themselves to prove their innocence, people were naturally inclined to believe her.

Added to that was the evidence provided by Hilbert.

The accusatory and disdainful eyes turned back to Sylvia.

But as Sylvia approached, and the crowd noticed the scarf around her neck, their expressions turned to shock.

They instinctively parted to make way for her.

Sylvia, unfazed, walked slowly to the edge of the stage, glancing at Hilbert and Freya with a wry smile.

"You two claim I framed you, but I didn't hold a knife to your throats to make you two fool around."

"Besides, during the entire live

stream, Freya never called for help,

and Mr Carmen was more

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interested in staying put even when Mrs. Carmen was knocking. Exactly how did I frame you?"

"One more thing-since I wasn't there, how did you two get into the room in the first place?"

Upon hearing this, Freya's bloodied face turned even paler, and even Hilbert's expression froze.

Freya had stolen a room key.

Hilbert had already declared himself a victim, so how could he admit he knowingly used someone else's key card?

As a result, both of them were left speechless, unable to explain their way out.

Freya, of course, wouldn't just sit there and do nothing. Unable to

explain, she simply cried hard net

hoping her tears would win her

some sympathy.

Too bad...

Sylvia calmly approached Freya, and instead of questioning her about the false accusations, she helped her up kindly.

"Freya, if you like Mr. Carmen, you could have just said so. No need for these underhanded tricks. Meddling in someone else's relationship is never a good idea." fo

Freya was horrified, stammering, "No, I... I wasn't... You're making things up."

Sylvia smirked.

Feeling the sting when the boomerang comes back, huh?

The ordeal was far from over.

Suddenly, the speakers in the banquet hall crackled to life with Freya's voice.

"Mr. Carmen has so much money, if he wants to... what a great thing that would be. Others would be envious."

"Even if Mr. Carmen's wife found out, she wouldn't divorce him because of the kids."

Listening to her own eager voice, Freya's face drained of all color.

Turning her head, she met Sylvia's calm, knowing smile.

Sylvia silently mouthed: "You're right, others would be envious."