Once Doormat Now Untouchable

---- Chapter 667 Hearing that, Sydney felt a little lighter. Many of her most anxious moments in the past had been spent with Tiffany at her side. After dinner, they had tea with Agatha for a while, then returned to the bedroom: They showered one after the other and ended up sprawled together on the sofa, watching a variety show. For a moment, Sydney felt as if she had returned to the days when she and Tiffany lived together at Haven. A plate of fruit sat on the table, freshly delivered by the maids. Sydney popped a strawberry into Tiffany's mouth and asked, " How is your dad?

Elliot said his injuries were pretty serious." "He's perfectly fine." Tiffany bit into the strawberry. "He can run, jump, and scream his head off. What could possibly be wrong with him?" Sydney frowned slightly. "Is he still demanding money from you?" "Yeah." Tiffany nodded, then leaned forward to grab another strawberry and tossed it into her mouth, trying to change the subject. "These strawberries are amazing. Way sweeter than the ---- ones from the supermarket." Sydney answered instinctively, "They are good.

The farm sent them over fresh this morning-" Halfway through, she caught herself and shot Tiffany a look. " Stop changing the subject. This can't stay deadlocked forever. You need a permanent solution." "What kind of permanent solution is there? Hand them a huge sum of money and sign some agreement cutting ties?" Tiffany leaned back against the sofa and dismissed the idea without hesitation. "You don't know them, especially Stanley and Tyler. People like that don't have a bottom line.

If they realize they can still squeeze money out of me, theyll cling to me like leeches and drain me dry until they die." The money she used to send Mabel each month was meant to leave them with nothing to say, morally or legally. As for anything beyond that, she would never let them see it. Sydney shook her head. "That's not what | meant." Tiffany grew curious. "Then what do you mean?" "Find someone to kidnap Tyler and beat him until he learns." Sydney had dealt with the Voss family a few times herself, and every encounter had left a lasting impression.

People like that ---- were no different from Victor. Showing weakness or pleasing them did nothing. The only way was to hit back hard enough to scare them. Otherwise, they would keep pushing. Tiffany did not look surprised. "What about Stanley?" "Beat him up too." The words left Sydney's mouth before she could think. When she saw Tiffany's brow lift in surprise, she hurried to explain, "I mean, kidnap them both. Make an example out of one to scare the other." Naturally, the example was Tyler. Tiffany's brow rose even higher. Playing along, she asked, "So who's finding the people to do it?

Me or you?" "Me," Sydney answered without hesitation. "They're your family. I'm afraid you'd hold back." Tiffany looked at her serious expression and burst out laughing She cupped Sydney's face and kneaded her cheeks. "My baby, just focus on your pregnancy. Stop worrying about this nonsense. I've had plenty of practice dealing with them." They had no shame, so she had stopped trying to keep any either. The one with nothing to lose feared nothing.

She no longer ---- cared about her reputation, but they had lived in that alley for decades and could not bring themselves to be as recklessly shameless as she was. Tiffany shoved a strawberry back into Sydney's hand and warned her in a stern voice, "Don't ever think about that idea again." She knew Julian would protect Sydney no matter what. Even if Sydney turned Jouleston upside down, nothing would happen to her. But people like Stanley and Tyler were not worth dirtying Sydney's hands over. "Fine. | get it." Sydney had only been making a suggestion.

Since Tiffany did not agree, she would never act on her own. They kept chatting as time slipped by unnoticed. Then, suddenly, a wash of headlights cut through the darkness outside. Sydney shot to her feet and went to the terrace. A familiar Bentley drove into the courtyard. Tiffany came over as well. "Julian's back?" Sydney nodded. The tightness in her chest finally eased. "I'm going downstairs to see him." ---- She hurried down and ran straight into Nathan, who was striding through the entryway with an urgent expression. Sydney stopped him and looked past him.

"Where's Julian?" "Miss..." Nathan paused. "He probably won't be back tonight. You don't need to wait up for him. Please get some rest."