NovelGoldChapter 438
Rupert nodded absentmindedly, then slipped away.
Through the car window, Reese watched his figure grow smaller and smaller, an unexpected hollowness settling
in her chest.
Suddenly, she clutched her chest and started to cough.
Orson immediately handed her a bottle of water. "Ms. Sanford, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Just caught a bit of a chill," she said, nervously fidgeting with the bottle in
her hand. "Orson, did | say something wrong just now?"
Orson's tone was steady. "No, Ms. Sanford. Mr. Rupert's always been a workaholic."
"Yeah," she murmured.
After dropping Reese off, Orson made his way back to Rupert's apartment in Soho Bay.
He was sorting through the files sent over from the office when Rupert walked in.
Orson stared, eyes wide in disbelief. "Mr. Rupert, you—"
Rupert shot him a cold glance and shoved a bundle of clothes into his arms.
"Take these to the dry cleaners."
"Yes, sir."
Eloise's new collection launch was a hit; even international reporters showed up for interviews.
She set aside ten minutes for Sylvia to share her inspiration for the designs, which brought Sylvia a lot of
attention-her client list started to grow rapidly.
Tflew by. Before she knew it, most of the month had passed. As Christmas approached, the stuwas busy
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One night, while Sylvia was working late, her phone buzzed with a friend request. "Sylvia, it's me, Reese."
Sylvia hesitated, staring at her phone, but finally accepted.
She quickly sent Reese a $20 Venmo transfer.
"Forgot to pay you back last time-please accept."
"You really didn't have to! Honestly, | thought you'd given it to Mr. Rupert for me," Reese replied, adding a smiley
face.
Sylvia responded, "We haven't really been in touch. He's probably just busy these days."
She wasn't sure if Reese was fishing for information, so she decided to keep her distance.
On Twitter, the typing bubble kept popping up.
After a long pause, Reese finally sent another message.
"Sylvia, do you think Mr. Rupert likes me? | seriously don't know who else to ask about the Garcias, so I'm asking
you."
Sylvia stared at the message, a little dazed.
Her finger trembled and she accidentally tapped on Reese's profile picture.
Scrolling through Reese's Twitter feed, Sylvia saw Rupert's familiar figure again and again.
In Reese's photos, Rupert wasn't the cold, distant man she remembered-he actually looked comfortable, even
gentle.
There they were at a private supper club that had a six-month waitlist, laughing over steak and wine. In another,
they took turns on the
backyard swing set, golden hour light in their hair.
There were snapshots of rehab sessions in a climate-controlled glass conservatory, attentive staff in the
background.
Then a trip to a secluded ski resort, mountain views all to themselves.
If Reese was just showing off, that would be one thing, but scrolling through her posts from the past six months,
Sylvia realized this was just Reese's everyday life.
In the pictures, Reese confidently
showed her prosthetic limb, her radiant smile lighting up the fra jarring contrast to the self-doubt Sylvia saw
reflected in her
own phone screen.
It wasn't the Garcia family standing in her way-it was the gap between their worlds.
Reese "poked" her.
Sylvia's phone buzzed again.
She shook herself out of her thoughts and tapped back into the chat.
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"He likes someone?"
Maybe it was just how easy Reese was to talk to, but Sylvia blurted out the
question before she could stop herself.
When she first joined the Garcias, Rupert had just graduated college.
No one ever dared to talk about his past relationships.
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