Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 484

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 484**

**Chapter 484**

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Within the sterile confines of the ward, Julian observed Eloise’s furious tirade with an unyielding expression, utterly unfazed by her emotional storm. Her voice crescendoed, filled with indignation, until she finally paused to catch her breath, her chest heaving with the effort. Seizing the moment, he slid another document across the rolling tray, the sound of paper rustling breaking through the tension like a crack of thunder.

“Take a look,” he said, his tone flat, devoid of any warmth or empathy.

Eloise’s eyes narrowed as she unfolded the pages, and a wave of shock washed over her, draining the color from her face. For a fleeting moment, her thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind, leaving her mind a blank canvas.

The report laid bare the stark truth in black and white: [Julian Sterling and Victor Sterling – No genetic relation].

As if sensing her turmoil, Julian uncapped a pen and pressed it into her trembling hand, his gaze unyielding as he tapped the tray with a measured cadence. “Can you sign it now?” he asked, his voice a chilling reminder of the gravity of the situation.

Eloise snapped back to reality, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at him. “And what does this prove?” she spat, her voice laced with venom. “Maybe you’re the one who isn’t blood-related to the Sterling family!”

“Is that so?” Julian replied, his tone remaining as indifferent as ever, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within her.

He nodded slowly, as if genuinely contemplating her accusation. “That’s fine too. We can always pick someone else from the family and run another test with Victor.” His voice dripped with calculated nonchalance.

He paused deliberately, feigning deep thought. “Hmm… Aunt Natalie, Aunt Miranda… No, they won’t do. They’re both your biological children, just like my dear uncle.”

A smirk crept onto his lips, a glimmer of malicious delight in his eyes. “Oh, I know. Let’s test Jason.”

Leaning back in his chair, Julian’s eyes sparkled with cold amusement. “Yes, that would be the safest option, wouldn’t it?”

After all, Jason had been impotent for years. If Eloise dared to fabricate the results, her chosen accomplice would be physiologically incapable of producing a child.

The implication struck her like a physical blow, and her face flushed a deep crimson, her jaw tightening in a mix of anger and humiliation.

“W-What are you trying to say?” she stammered, her voice faltering under the weight of his gaze.

Julian understood her nature all too well. Her act of confusion only deepened his contempt, and he let out a short, humorless laugh. “You met with Flint tonight. What did he tell you?”

She had encountered him and conveniently collapsed right after. It was far too coincidental to ignore.

At his words, Eloise’s fingers clenched tightly around the sheets, her lined face betraying a barely concealed panic. “Flint? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she insisted, though the dread coiling within her tightened its grip.

Who could have imagined that wretched girl, Sydney, wasn’t even the daughter of those two deceased police officers? Even worse, she might be the lost heiress of the Hutton family!

If the Huttons ever discovered what Eloise had done to their daughter all those years ago, she would face a fate worse than death, buried without a grave.

Flint had sought her out for one reason only: to warn her to make peace with Sydney before it was too late.

Julian’s patience finally snapped. His voice turned icy as his gaze flicked toward the door. “Shall I call Victor in? Let’s see if he knows what I’m talking about.”