Once doormat Now Untouchable Novel

---- Chapter 581 The more Raymond thought about it, the more restless he became. He shot to his feet and tossed out a single sentence. " Those two upstairs are your responsibility." Then he strode out. The drowsiness vanished, and the fatigue evaporated. Only one thought remained. 'Sydney is my sister. That gentle, obedient child. The girl who later learned to walk on eggshells, she is my sister...' He knew exactly how that old Sterling witch had treated her. She was smart. She learned how to soften her tone, how to say what people wanted to hear, how to placate that old witch.

When she had to, she even learned how to deceive her. Even so, her life over the years had been nothing but misery. She should have grown up in the Hutton family, cherished like a princess, Instead, she endured years of hardship. How had that happened? Setting aside the nine years she spent beside Julian, there were still more than ten years before that. More than 3,000 days and nights. How many decades does a person even get in one lifetime? The moment the thought struck him, Raymond's hand froze on ---- the car door handle. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes darkened.

He turned back and reentered the house, his steps carrying him straight toward the stairs. Diana noticed at once and shouted, sharp and incredulous, " What are you planning to do? Kill her?" Raymond acted as though he had not heard her. He was already on the stairs. Diana stared at his back. "And then what? Megan may be stupid and vicious, but she will get what she deserves. That is not for you to decide. "You know Grandpa's principles. He has been upright his entire life. He will never break them for you. "Ray, if you ruin your life over this, what about Tiffany?

She has been single all these years. Do you not intend to give her an answer?" Raymond finally stopped and turned around. His voice cut through the air. "My life has always been smooth sailing. But what about Vee? "You say Megan will face consequences, but for all these years, has she not continued to act recklessly under our family's name ---- "You all knew Syd did not live well in the Sterling family. But do you know how bad it really was? "She was beaten until she fainted. Forced to kneel on gravel roads for entire days.

She..." Hatred for the Sterlings, Megan, and even himself surged through her. How could he have stood by all these years? She was his own sister by blood. His grandfather had been right to scold him all those years. He truly was a complete bastard. His voice broke. He lowered his head, and drops of water splashed onto the floor. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, clenched tight like a trapped beast. "She was almost assaulted by that spoiled trash from the Sterling family..." Back then, when Julian wanted to kill Victor, Raymond had stopped him.

Now, in hindsight, he should have been the one to strike first. "What did you say?" Florence's trembling voice drifted down from upstairs. Raymond and Diana both looked up. At some point, Florence had woken from her nap. Diana's thoughts reeled as well. Both women felt as though their ---- hearts were being twisted violently, flesh and blood torn together. Since meeting Sydney, she had always worn a smile. She was patient and exceptionally skilled in medicine. Somewhere along the way, they had assumed she had lived a decent life.

"Say that again!" Before Raymond could respond, Florence grabbed the railing and tried to stand in panic. The rehabilitation therapist behind her reacted quickly and stopped her. "Madam Hutton, Dr. Wilson instructed that you must not exert yourself. Otherwise, all our progress will be wasted." At the mention of Sydney, Florence regained a sliver of clarity. She stopped struggling, but the pain in her chest only intensified. She clenched her teeth and asked Raymond, "You were talking about Julian's cousin?" "Yes." Raymond had never intended for her to know, but denial was pointless now.

Florence turned to Diana. "You have a way to handle this, right?" "Victor and his father are not Sterling descendants." Diana had already sorted it out and steadied herself. "If this comes to light, the Sterlings will tear Victor apart on their own. ---- Eloise will be too busy saving herself to intervene. With a small push at the right moment, that grandfather and grandson will never recover." The Sterlings' internal struggles ran far deeper than the Huttons' ever had. When Julian seized power, he had nearly lost his life. Once Eloise lost her status, no amount of cunning would save her.

People accustomed to luxury suffer more than death when they fall into poverty. It would not take long before they destroyed themselves. Raymond was taken aback. "How do you know all this?" And how had she arrived at such a clean solution so quickly? Diana replied calmly, "I have something you don't." "What?" "A brain." Raymond fell silent. The fury had ebbed. "Then what about Megan?" "| told you. She will get what she deserves." Diana's voice remained flat.

"No one needs to dirty their hands." "Aren't you afraid our father will go berserk?" ---- That fear had driven Raymond to lose control earlier. Chances to deal with Megan were rare. Theodore protected her more fiercely than his own biological daughter. Diana looked at him. "And you? If you lay a hand on her, are you not afraid of his wrath?" "What do | have to fear?" Raymond said quietly. "| did nothing for Vee all these years. Whatever | do now, | owe her." Florence took the elevator down. Diana stepped over and pushed her wheelchair, her tone even.

" Then why ask pointless questions?" They were the same. Neither of them had been a good sibling before.