Once doormat Now Untouchable Novel

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Chapter 646

As Christmas approached, Jouleston saw its first snowfall of the

season.

After several days of careful rest, Sydney's health improved

significantly.

Julian noticed how her gaze lingered on the snow-covered

courtyard, her eyes bright with anticipation. He gave in first."

Want to play?”

“Yes.” She nodded earnestly. The white landscape reflected in

her eyes and made them shine

She had barely stepped outside in recent days. Cabin fever had

set in. Snow was the one temptation she could not resist.

His expression softened, and a faint smile curved his lips with

open indulgence. "Then go.”

Peter had just come up from the basement lounge. When he

saw the scene, he shuddered in exaggerated discomfort and

shot Elliot a look.

Elliot rolled his eyes. "What? Too much PDA for you?"

Lately, their employer rarely left Sydney's side. Elliot had grown

used to it.

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In truth, Julian had always doted on Sydney this way. When they

were young, he kept it subtle. Now, he made no effort to hide it

Peter snorted. "You know exactly what | mean."

Sydney's eyes curved into crescents. "Really?"

“Mm." Julian ignored his subordinates’ whispers. He took a pair

of fluffy gloves and a knit hat from a maid and put them on her

himself with careful attention. "I'll go with you."

Her surprise deepened. "Really?"

As a child, she had loved playing in the snow, but he had never

joined her. Even when she tugged at his hand and begged, he

would pull away stiffly and dismiss her with a single word: "

Childish."

Each time she played outside, she would glance back at the floor

-to-ceiling windows and see him standing there, aloof and

unimpressed. More than once, she had wanted to pack a

snowball and throw it straight at his face.

Now, as he watched her animated expression, Julian arched a

brow. "Why wouldn't I?"

“Who knows?" She huffed. "You never played with me before.

You always said | was childish."

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Elliot happened to pass through the living room and overheard

her. Under Julian's warning glare, he spoke too quickly. "He was

pretending. Every time you played outside, he secretly took

photos of you."

Julian pressed his tongue to his cheek.

Sydney stared up at him. "Is that true?" 1

"No." The denial came without hesitation. He shot Elliot another

look of warning.

Elliot recognized the signal. Before Sydney could question him

further, he slipped away. She did not even have time to call him

back.

Just then, Peter walked past from the dining area with a can of

iced cola.

“Peter,” she called quickly. “Did Julian print the photos he

secretly took of me?"

"Huh?" Peter blinked, then answered without thinking, "Of

course. They're all in the hidden room inside his study—"

He stopped mid-sentence when he felt a sharp gaze land on him.

He turned toward Julian, assuming embarrassment, and

grinned. "If you're shy about it, | can take Ms. Wilson to see them.

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Julian pressed his tongue to his cheek again. "Scram."

Peter possessed enough survival instinct to retreat. "Okay."

He said his goodbyes and left with his cola.

Sydney looked up at Julian, her eyes sparkling and her smile

bright. "You have a hidden room in your study?"

She had entered that study countless times since moving in and

had never noticed anything unusual

“Are you learning to trick people now?" he asked lightly,

deflecting with a faint smile. "Who taught you that?"

She lifted a brow. “Who else?"

Everyone always said she took after him.

He flicked her lightly on the forehead. "Come on. Let's go play in

the snow."

“I don't want to anymore." She looked at him with sweet

insistence. "I want to go to the study."