Once Doormat Now Untouchable

---- Chapter 666 That hit a little too close to home. If those words had come from anyone else, Raymond would have fired back without hesitation. But they came from Diana, the sister who had kept him in line his entire life. He did not even bother to deny it. "How do you always know everything?" "I can tell fortunes." Whether it was sympathy or something else, when Diana looked at him again, her eyes held a rare trace of sisterly softness. "If you want to win a girl back, act like it.

Stop carrying yourself like some untouchable young heir." Diana had only met Tiffany a few times, but the day she handed her that check, she understood what kind of woman Tiffany was: proud yet sensitive, and certainly not someone who cared about money. If this idiot truly wanted to win her back, then at the very least, he would have to lower that lofty head of his. Raymond said nothing. When had he ever put on airs in front of Tiffany? At most, he cared a little too much about saving face, but who did not? ---- Diana was about to say more when a faint sound came from the hallway.

Her good-for-nothing brother nearly craned his neck off trying to look. "Pathetic." She sounded disgusted, but her tone was unusually light, almost amused. "What is pride worth? If you're worried, then go take a look." The words had barely left her mouth before the man beside her strode off. By the time evening settled over Delta Mansion, Sydney sat at the dining table, her gaze drifting again and again toward the courtyard. Agatha understood at once. As she placed food into Sydney's bowl, she said, "Don't worry. Jules knows what he's doing. Nothing will happen." "Mm.

Okay," Sydney answered lightly, not wanting Agatha to worry. But deep down, she could not settle. After Julian learned yesterday that Penelope wanted to meet her tonight, he asked what she thought. ---- Of course, she would not put herself in danger. No matter how important her background was, she had not forgotten for a second that she was pregnant. But Julian had not told her to refuse. Instead, he accepted the meeting on her behalf. That afternoon, he left with Peter and Nathan. Sydney had no idea how he planned to handle it, and the uncertainty gnawed at her.

After all, Megan had vanished without a trace. There had to be someone behind her. If Penelope's invitation had anything to do with the people backing Megan, then this trip might be dangerous for Julian. As Julian had said, it was easy enough to guard against an attack in the open. What was hard to stop was the dagger that came from the dark. If they did not drag out the people hiding behind Megan, then from now on Sydney would have to stay on guard every time she stepped outside. No one could stay on defense forever. The meal tasted like nothing.

Sydney set down her utensils, her appetite gone, when noise suddenly rose from the entryway. She thought Julian had returned. But when she turned, she froze. Tiffany was changing her shoes. She spoke with feigned ---- annoyance. "What, not happy to see me? You look disappointed." "Not at all." Sydney came back to herself and went over to take her arm. This time, her smile was genuine. "Julian called you?" Most likely, Julian had asked Tiffany to come keep her company "He needed to order me around? Please." Tiffany gave a soft snort and held up her phone for Sydney to see. "Look.

One message, and | came running." Sydney glanced at the screen. There was indeed only a brief text. Julian: [If you're free tonight, come to the mansion and stay with her for a while. Thanks.] "You're the best." Sydney immediately clung to her arm, her voice soft and coaxing. "Have you eaten? We're still having dinner." "Nope. Let me steal a meal. I'm starving." Tiffany had spent the entire day running between the hospital and her law firm. She had just caught her breath when she saw the message and rushed straight over. She was already famished, so she did not stand on ceremony.

Perhaps Tiffany made the food look more appetizing, or perhaps Sydney simply felt steadier after she arrived. Either way, ---- Sydney picked up her utensils again and, before she realized it, finished more than half her meal. Agatha finally relaxed. She looked at Tiffany and said, "Come by more often when you're free. There are plenty of empty rooms here. Stay whenever you like." "Sure!" Tiffany smiled brightly. "Then I'm not leaving tonight."