Once doormat Now Untouchable Novel

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Chapter 641

When Tiffany left, Glen walked her downstairs. Before he could

speak, she pointed toward her car. "You should head back up."

"Wait." Glen stepped closer and stopped her. He gathered his

thoughts, then said gently, "About what my mom said earlier...”

“We're friends." Tiffany curved her red lips into a carefree smile.

Sometimes elders say things in passing. | won't take it to heart.

And | definitely won't let it affect our many years of revolutionary

friendship."

It was such a flawless answer that it left him nowhere to go.

The implication was unmistakable. If it remained parental

teasing, she would treat it as a joke and they would stay good

friends. If he chose to pursue it himself, even that friendship

might not survive.

Glen listened as the corners of his mouth flattened. After a

moment, he ventured half-jokingly, "Don't tell me the great

Lawyer Voss is still hung up on the same guy?"

He did not name him, but they both knew.

Tiffany did not pretend otherwise. She gave a soft laugh. "Which

guy? Raymond? We're not even from the same world.”

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Night had settled in. A cold wind swept through the alley. Around

the corner, a stray cat hissed as if it had lost a fight, then darted

off.

Tiffany paused, then added lightly, "For me, intimacy requires.

both love and equal standing. One without the other doesn't

work."

In rejecting Raymond, she rejected Glen as well. Raymond

lacked equal footing. Glen lacked love. What she felt for him

was friendship, the purest kind.

Yet Glen did not look disappointed. If anything, he seemed

relieved.

“Alright.” As long as it was not because of Raymond, anyone

else would not matter.

He knew exactly what Tiffany had given up for Raymond. She

had always known how to cut her losses. What she had done for

him had gone against her nature,

That was how different Raymond had been.

Later, stopped at a red light on her drive home, Glen's question

resurfaced in Tiffany's mind.

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Still hung up on one guy? Even she did not have a clear answer.

She knew one thing. If Sydney had not reconciled with Julian,

she and Raymond would never have crossed paths again

Yet over the years, she seemed to have lost the ability to feel

that first flutter of attraction toward anyone else.

Was it because of Raymond? Or because she knew that no

matter how deeply she felt, the ending would remain the same?

By the time she reached Haven, her thoughts were still tangled.

She killed the engine, grabbed her bag, and headed upstairs.

As she approached her building, she dialed Sydney.

Sydney, bored out of her mind, launched straight into chatter.

She moved from Alan and the Huttons' earlier visit to the

number of dishes she had eaten for dinner. The details flowed

without pause.

Tiffany responded absently, but little by little, the tension in her

nerves eased

Sydney said something that made her laugh just as Tiffany

reached her door and wrapped her hand around the handle.

“Do you really miss me, or are you just saying that?"

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A cold, mocking voice cut in from behind. "You're that clingy

now, huh?"

Tiffany's back stiffened.

Into the phone, she said lightly, “Alright, alright. | trust you the

most. I'm home. I'll tidy up and video call you later.”

Sydney agreed cheerfully.

Tiffany ended the call and turned her head slowly to look at the

man behind her.

Instead of answering, she said coolly, “Since when does Mr.

Hutton enjoy eavesdropping on other people's private

conversations?”