Novel & Cerita Sweet Revenge Sylvia And Simon

I'm not impotent. Florida's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, searching for whatever. Then, suddenly, she smiled. “Okay, Derrick. We'll play it your way. For now.” I nodded, trying to keep my relief in check. But I knew this was far from over. Florida leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “We're making a mistake, though, Derrick. We should've killed that nanny when we had the chance.” I gripped her arms, getting her off me. “Let's just focus on the plan, Florida.”

“Who are you?” She smiles faintly. “Someone who’s been trying to finish what your brother started.” She gestures to the chair by the desk. “Sit.” I don’t move. She sighs. “I’m not your enemy.” “That’s what everyone says,” I reply. “Fair,” she admits. “My name is Rachel Monroe. Internal Affairs.” The words hit me hard. “You’re lying,” I say automatically. “If I were lying,” she says evenly, “you’d already be in cuffs.”

That pissed me off. “First of all, Simon’s company was sabotaged,” I replied angrily. “I have proof of that. Sylas just happened to find more. Second, yes, I came here to get to the bottom of why Wyvern Capital was behind the damage that DID ruin a good man’s life. Simon’s life. To the point that he died. I came here willing to believe Dimitri wasn’t behind it. That it was some middle manager doing stupid shit to advance his career somehow. But no. That wasn’t the case.”

Sylvia beamed. "What? I don't want to be a third wheel," I shake my head dismissively. "Oh, come on. It might make you feel better. Come get drunk with Simon and me." I'm sorry, did she just say, Simon? "Simon?" I ask her. "Yes, Simon Stanley. He is a good friend of mine," Sylvia said. "What makes you think he is having a bad day? What did he tell you?" I ask almost too eagerly. I hope Sylvia didn't notice I was suddenly interested in this conversation.

Vince says, quickly parking the car and getting out, leaving Tiffany behind. “Vince is coming over now” Simone whispers to Cheryl who shakes her head as Sylvia and Paul walk towards them. “It’s ok, he can’t touch…” “Fancy meeting you here” Sylvia cackles, walking up to them. “I see my granddaughter is growing.” “She is not…” Simone didn’t get to finish her sentence as Vince quickly runs between them and positions himself to take one or both of them on. “You need to move on” he seethes as Sylvia stands there glaring at Cheryl. Paul tries to pull her away but Sylvia pulls her arm away from him.

Sylvia didn't say anything at first but she knew she couldn't just sit back and watch a bimbo seduce her husband when she was still alive and even when the waitress walked away to get their food, she gave Remus a sultry smile. ''I'll get her.'' Sylvia seethed. ''What has come over you.'' Remus laughed. He had never seen Sylvia look so scorned in her entire life. It just seemed like she was about to bring the ending of the whole world to the surface of this earth. ''Oh nothing.'' she smiled sweetly. Remus gave her an amused look that didn't quite reach his eyes and Sylvia smiled back innocently. The last thing she was going to do was to tell her what she had planned.

Sylvia felt a rush of emotions—pride from her performance, confusion from the unexpected revelations, and an undeniable sense of vulnerability. Stephan stood confidently beside her, his presence grounding her. “Thank you all for your warm welcome,” he continued, his gaze sweeping across the room. “I’m excited to share this special day with all of you. Sylvia has truly become a part of our family.” The words hung in the air, and a murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd. Sylvia’s heart soared at his affirmation, but Ruth’s expression darkened, fury boiling just beneath the surface. She watched as Stephan interacted with Sylvia, his protective demeanor only stoking her resentment.

Sylvia draws in a deep, shaky breath, and I can feel her resolution crackling in the air. I wonder if Beta Wilson can feel it too. “I’m going to ask my father to perform the Rejection Ceremony,” Sylvia says quietly. “Then I’ll marry someone else. Even if he’s not my mate, I’m sure he’ll treat me better than you ever will. Maybe you were right all along. You’re no good for me.” She pauses, years of history and heartache stretching between the two of them. “I won’t wait for you anymore, Wilson.” Before Beta Wilson gets the chance to respond, I can hear footsteps padding along the forest floor. A moment later, Sylvia’s figure bursts through the treeline. Her eyes widen when she sees us, and her

Sylvia’s POV The milk dripped down my face, cold and sticky against my skin. I stood there, frozen for a moment, as rage built inside me like a gathering storm. This woman – this snake who had slithered into my life and poisoned everything I held dear – stood before me with that smug smile, wearing my clothes. I wiped the milk from my eyes, my hands trembling with fury. There, draped across her shoulders, was my favorite blue cashmere sweater – the one Raven had given me on our first anniversary.

he barked. “Please,” I turned to Dave, my voice soft. “Can you take me out of here? I need to ease myself.” “I told you to rest,” Dave said calmly. “You shouldn’t be stressing yourself, my lady.” “Your what?” Greg snapped. No one answered him.“Greg, love,” Arias chimed in sweetly. “Let Sylvia be. She’s obviously trying to make you jealous. They’re probably just acting—who knows, maybe she even paid him.”