Edwin took a deep breath, but something still didn’t sit right with him.
“Sylvia, why are you telling me all this out of the blue?”
“You’ll see in a minute. Come on, let’s go eat.”
Sylvia flashed a small smile, relieved to have finally gotten something off her chest.
No matter what happened from now on, Edwin knew he’d always look out for Naomi after this.
…
The Restaurant
The moment they stepped inside, it was like someone had hit the mute button on the whole place.
People’s eyes peeled away from their phones, turning sharp and judgmental as they landed on Sylvia.
Their looks said everything Tristan had just been trying to get across.
“See? Told you she was that kind of girl.”
Before Sylvia could move forward, Naomi came rushing over, clutching her phone.
“Sylvia, that stuff online isn’t true, right? There’s no way you’re some rich guy’s mistress?”
Sylvia dropped her gaze to the phone screen.
The headline practically punched her in the face.
“Garcia Family Stepdaughter Ms. Sylvia Kept by Mystery Man.”
In the photo, Sylvia had her arms wrapped around a man, kissing him passionately.
You couldn’t see his face—just his back—but their closeness told its own story.
Sylvia looked away and slowly stepped forward, locking eyes with the man at the head table.
Their gazes met—his eyes were dark, unreadable, like storm clouds about to burst.
It was only a few paces away, yet it felt like there was a canyon between them.
Sylvia curved her lips into a smile.
Happy New Year, Rupert. This is my present for you.
She’d spent hours crafting that headline herself. With the “Garcia” name attached, it was guaranteed to blow up.
Sylvia let out a cold little laugh. “It’s true,” she said, voice flat.
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