Sylvia Case Novels & Stories

I laughed, “Once you hear it, you will never be able to un-hear it. Trust me.” We arrived at the airport and my phone rang just as we were boarding. I answered as soon as I saw Judea’s number, “Hi Judea. Did we forget something?” Judea was crying, “Sylvie! You did it! Hugo is cured. There is no more tumor and all of the little tumors that had grown off of the original one are gone too! Thank you, love. Mateo is a crying mess right now or he would tell you himself. He keeps hugging Hugo.”

She said, rolling her eyes. Does she call that unnecessary? A lecturer touched my butt and I had to hit him with my fist, breaking his nose a bit though. " You always see my business as a pinch of salt. I'm glad I have a new friend who is ready to stand by me!" I said, glaring at Sylvia. She hasn't said a word since we arrived. I can tell she is avoiding Hailey the best way she can. " You don't have to pick a fight with your father's Beta Vani, that's wrong!" Sylvia finally said for the first time.

“She didn’t give a name. She said you’d understand.” Sienna and I exchanged a look. Because there is only one person who speaks like that. Sylvia. Of course. I straightened slowly. “This isn’t over,” Sienna said quietly. “No,” I agreed. It isn’t. Downstairs, Sylvia was waiting near the large glass windows overlooking the city. Poised. Elegant. Untouched by chaos. She turned when she heard my footsteps. “I spoke to my attorney,” she said without preamble. “So did I.” A faint smile curved her lips.

I froze for a moment. The dean gestured for me to go over. Casey’s voice was low but sharp, sounding accusatory. “Care to explain this?” I did not understand. Then, his gaze swept the classroom. One of my students immediately hurried out, calling, “Casey.” It was then I realized—his foster sister, Victoria, was one of my students. No wonder her voice had sounded so strangely familiar to me last night. “I didn’t know—” Casey cut me off, saying, “Resign.”

Sylvia didn't remember the new man's name, but she knew it was included in the papers on the small desk where she did what little paper work was needed to keep the household running smoothly. After learning his name was Michael Carpenter, Sylvia removed her bra and changed her blouse to a tight and clingy jersey. She had big, luscious breasts with nipples that would stand out through the thin fabric, and she knew it and wanted Mike to know it too. Panties would just get in the way, and hers were wet anyhow, so she took them off and put on a pair of tight shorts with nothing underneath. When she looked in the mirror, Sylvia saw a cameltoe, which was what she wanted Mike to see too. She was re

People say Sylvia’s name never appears directly, but it always seems to float nearby… like someone who doesn’t want ownership but definitely wants control. The Vales and Sons Case: A Familiar Hand Behind the Curtain? The most explosive rumor, however, surrounds The People vs. The Vales and Sons Establishment, a case that sent shockwaves through the city’s elite. The official story says a whistleblower dropped damning evidence that cracked the case open. But unofficially? Sources close to the situation claim the intel was too precise, too personal, too well-timed to have come from an outsider. And then someone mentioned Sylvia. The tone of the whistleblower’s statements… the strategic timing…

After all, who would be willing to work with someone like Enrique after this scandal? Sylvia only lives on her husband's property, which can still be saved. At the same time, her house will either remain hers or have to be confiscated. To this day, he is still nervous. Of course, Dominique's legacy cannot be used carelessly. If it is used to invest, it will undoubtedly raise suspicion because there are transaction records. This woman can save in the form of cash only. After all, Sylvia wasn't someone who had expertise in investing. "How is it? I'm really broke now," Sylvia asked herself.

… Sylvia made a phone call to the education ministry after receiving Caspian's orders. She greeted the man and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm a general of the investigative team, Sylvia Frost." Calling herself a general of the investigative team was more efficient in displaying her authority in Southlake City rather than calling herself a general officer. Trevor Winston, the director of the education ministry, was startled as he listened to Sylvia state her credentials. He wondered if she was trying to look for trouble, given the unstable situation within Southlake City. He wanted to confirm who he was dealing with. "Who knows if you're the real deal or not? Can you prove your identity?"

She didn't even look at it at all and he realized that it wasn't all women. ''First off, please accept my congratulations.'' he smiled. ''Thank you.'' Sylvia sighed. ''I understand how you feel ma'am and I'm ready to help you every step of the way but it isn't going to be easy I tell you. Your husband has the best team of lawyers money can buy.'' ''And I heard you're just as good as them, that's why I contacted you. I want you to try for me, please.'' Sylvia said. She knew that anyone who would even dream of challenging her husband had to be brave and she didn't put it past this man sitting in front of her to do the job.