NovelGoldChapter 439
"You don't know either? Back in college, loads of people had crushes on him, but he never even glanced at
anyone. Then after his car accident, it was like he had skind of epiphany. Out of nowhere, he just said he
liked someone. | was still stuck in the hospital bed when | heard, and honestly, it broke my heart for ages."
That person was you.
Sylvia typed out the words, stared at them for a moment, then deleted them.
This wasn't her confession to make. That was Rupert's story to tell, not hers. She replied honestly instead: "You
know how my mom and Edwin are. Uncle Rupert cback to the States right after college. | didn't join the
Garcias until later, so | really don't know."
"Oh, right. Sorry, | forgot."
"No worries. I've got to run now."
"Okay."
Sylvia put down her phone and stared blankly at her laptop screen, unable to sketch out even a rough draft of
her design.
Just then, Eloise stopped by her desk and tapped her on the shoulder. "You alright?"
"Yeah, just a little tired. Did you need something, Ms. Eloise?" Sylvia straightened up and tried to sound
energetic.
"There's a client flying out tomorrow morning. | need you to meet him at the hotel restaurant and go over the
custom jewelry designs face-to-face. I'll send you the reservation details."
"Sounds good."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEloise had already messaged her the info before Sylvia finished speaking. On her way home, Sylvia pulled out
her phone to double-check the restaurant address, but a new tweet from Reese popped up instead.
It was a photo of Reese and Rupert having dinner-looked like they were at Rupert's place in Soho Bay. Sylvia
recognized the plates. Home-cooked food, a vase of fresh flowers in the middle of the table. Cozy, intimate, a
real date-night vibe.
Guess that place was about to get a lady of the house.
Rupert looked especially calm in Reese's photo, his gaze lowered, long lashes casting a shadow over his sharp
features. He'd rolled his shirt sleeves up twice, giving him a relaxed, at-hlook.
He probably only ever let his guard down like that in front of Reese.
Right then, Sylvia felt more certain than ever: the person Rupert cared about was Reese. She must have just
gotten it wrong before. Now everything made sense.
She shut off her phone and leaned against the car window, watching the city lights blur by, her mind completely
blank.
It didn't exactly hurt.
But it felt like someone was scraping out the parts of her heart that didn't belong, slowly, with a dull blade. Not
sharp, but deeply uncomfortable.
It was a freezing, rainy winter day by the tSylvia hurried into the restaurant, just barely on time.
She checked the reservation info on her phone and glanced up at table 27.
A man sat there with his back to her, sipping coffee. Had to be Eloise's client.
Sylvia smoothed her damp hair and walked over quickly.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, sir."
She'd barely sat down when she met the man's amber eyes.
They both hesitated for a split second.
almond-shaped eyesheet
He was striking-those sharp,
aristocratic face that gave away.
He studied her face for a few seconds, then looked away, all business.
He checked his watch. "You're late."
"It's pouring out there and traffic was a nightmare," Sylvia explained.
"That's not an excuse. | don't have tto waste waiting for you."
He wasn't wrong, but still. Sylvia couldn't believe it—she was only thirty seconds
late!
But hey, clients are always right, right?
She forced a polite smile. "Well, sir, actually—"
"Fake smile?"
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