Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 309

**Chapter 309**

Sydney’s gaze remained firm and unwavering as she spoke, her voice carrying a reassuring confidence. “I’ve had the opportunity to treat several patients with ailments similar to Madam Hutton’s in the past. That experience is why I am certain that I can help her recover.”

Theodore Hutton, a man often characterized by his stoic demeanor, turned to his wife Florence, and in that moment, the steeliness in his posture seemed to dissolve. His eyes sparkled with a mix of joy and relief as he gazed down at her, his heart swelling with hope. “Florence! Did you hear what Sydney just said? In just six months, you’ll be able to stand on your own again. This journey we embarked on was not in vain.”

Nearby, James Hutton, the couple’s typically reserved second son, shifted his attention from his parents to the unfolding conversation. “I’ll stay here in Jouleston with Mom during her treatment,” he declared, a sense of determination in his voice.

He knew it was also the perfect opportunity to address the myriad issues plaguing the local branch of their family business. It had become evident that many employees had been overstepping their boundaries while the Huttons had kept a deliberate distance from the city, and it was time to regain control.

Theodore raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “Isn’t your younger brother already stationed in Jouleston? And isn’t he a doctor? Shouldn’t he be the one looking after your mother?”

A flicker of helplessness crossed James’ features, and he sighed. “Then where is he?”

As if struck by a sudden realization, Theodore’s mind raced. Raymond had been with them just moments ago, but now he was nowhere to be found.

‘That boy, off gallivanting again,’ Theodore mused, frustration creeping into his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Raymond leaned casually against a wall in the hallway, his eyes fixed intently on a slender figure standing on the balcony, her phone pressed firmly to her ear.

Tiffany had always been on the thinner side. In their earlier days, he would often tease her about being all sharp angles when he held her close. Though time had filled her out slightly, she still appeared delicate, as if he could lift her effortlessly with just one arm.

She was here this evening primarily to support Sydney, yet her phone seemed to be a magnet for calls, ringing incessantly with inquiries from clients and colleagues alike.

Her fingers gripped the railing, and her voice, though steady, carried an undercurrent of fatigue. “Yes, that’s right. We’ll discuss the details in person tomorrow. How could I possibly promise you a guaranteed win ahead of time…”

Raymond found himself reflecting on how much patience she had developed over the years.

In the lounge, Sydney was just in the process of rolling down Florence’s pant legs when a message from Tiffany flashed on her phone.

Tiffany: [Babe, had a bit to drink, feeling dizzy. I’m waiting in the car. Come out soon.]

Since Tiffany had the keys to Sydney’s car, there was no cause for concern. Sydney simply replied with a casual “received” sticker, her mind still focused on the task at hand.

As she stepped forward, a business card was presented to her. “Ms. Wilson, here’s my card. Could you please share your contact information as well? Once I’ve settled my mother in, I’ll send you the address.”

For a family like the Huttons, it was customary to offer in-home treatment, and naturally, the rate reflected that level of service.

Theodore had already set the price: $10,000 per visit, and once his wife recovered, they would add an additional $2 million for the overall treatment.