Chapter 74
Chapter 74 Taking a Gamble
Cyril’s face flushed with both embarrassment and uncertainty. He had no inkling what sort of
scandalous act his sister might be nning, but he felt it was imperative to intervene.
“I don’t know exactly what she’s nning against you, but bying here today, I’m sure she’s up
to no good. Consider this a warning. Whether you believe me or not is up to you,” said Cyril, having
said his piece and leaving the ball in Sylvia’s court.
Sylvia seemed slightly incredulous, questioning if Cyril had approached him solely to convey this
vague caution. He knew Bonnie too well, and he doubted Cyril had any concrete notion of her
potential schemes.
“You don’t know what she might do, but I’m all too aware. How about we make a wager? Let’s bet
on whether your sister ns to ruin my reputation today,” Sylvia proposed, which left Cyril taken
aback. He understood that Bonnie could be extreme in her actions, but to bring someone to the
brink of ruin seemed far–fetched.
Sylvia noticed every nuance in Cyril’s expression. Over the years, he had be adept at reading
Cyril–every movement, every subtle sign, without ever misinterpreting them. It puzzled Sylvia that
he could still pick up on Cyril’s emotional shifts with such immediacy. Though they were no longer
connected, his body’s instinctive responses made it impossible to fake indifference. Sylvia sensed
Cyril’s repulsion to the idea of Bonnie causing serious
harm.
The realization that Cyril would naturally side with his sister, considering Sylvia a stranger, wasn’t
surprising. Cyril’s apparent willingness to warn Sylvia was likely out of nostalgia for past affections
rather than genuine concern.
“So, you reing to me with this because you believe she won’t actually do anything to me Sylvia
inhaled deeply, suppressing the bitterness emerging within. It made no sense to dwell on it. Cyril
favoring his kin was natural, and Sylvia admitted he would do the same if roles were reversed.
Cyril neither nodded nor shook his head. Truthfully, he had no idea if Bonnie was capable of such
vindictiveness, yet he harbored a hope that she wouldn’t ruin her own life.
“You need to understand something, Cyril. You don’t want Bonnie’s life destroyed, but that’s
contingent on her not derailing it herself. Since you brought me this warning, all I can
say
is thank you. As for the rest, I’ll handle it. However, if Bonnie does cross the line, don’t think for a
second that I won’t retaliate. The degree of my response, well, you’ll just have to wait and see,”
Sylvia responded with a firm resolve.
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Grateful for the warning, Sylvia was willing to give Cyril the benefit of the doubt, but she wanted to
make it clear that her warning was based solely on what Cyril had offered.
After speaking with Cyril, Sylvia took her belongings and left. She knew any nned actions from
Bonnie wouldn’t just be empty threats. She moved to a more secluded corner and sent a text
message to Bruce to inform him. Bruce’s face was grave when he arrived.
“Cyril actually warned you today? Should we do something in advance?” Bruce was suggesting that
if Bonnie was nning something, perhaps they should nip it in the bud instead of waiting for things
to escte, which could harm Sylvia’s reputation.
Sylvia shook her head. “No, I want to see what she’s capable of. If she’s ready to strike, I want to
know how far she’ll go.”
Bruce understood that Sylvia had made up her mind; she was determined to make Bonnie pay a
price. Armed with foreknowledge, they could prepare themselves.
Bruce nodded and discreetly arranged for additional security on his phone. It was crucial to protect
Sylvia regardless of what Bonnie might attempt.
While Sylvia was pondering Bonnie’s possible actions, a server approached with several sses of
champagne, likely tense from doing something like this for the first time. Asking if Sylvia wanted
any, it was clear that the server’s approach was unusual–normal servers wouldn’t personally offer
drinks when there was a tableden with beverages nearby.
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Cyril watched as Sylvia epted a ss of champagne with a nod, prompting the server to visibly
rx and move away, just as they passed Cyril, who was scowling.
Sylvia held the ss without drinking, sensing eyes upon her–resentful eyes that had been
following her. With a small smile, she nced in Cyril’s direction and took two sips of the
champagne, right in front of him.
I couldn’t pin down his feelings, but there was an ufortable taste in his mouth seeing Sylvia
take those sips.
After downing the drink, Sylvia ced the ss on the table and headed outside. She grabbed
some napkins from another table; the champagne she had sipped had never been swallowed and
was promptly spat out the moment she turned her back.
After disposing of the content, Sylvia rushed to the restroom to clear her throat. She had no idea
what kind of substance might have been mixed into that drink, and taking any chances with her
health was out of the question.