Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 490

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 490**

**Chapter 490**

A wave of tranquility washed over Sydney, settling deep within her chest like a soothing balm. She turned to Tiffany, her heart racing, and caught Raymond’s gaze as he spoke first, his voice steady and commanding. “Sydney, please go with Julian to the car.”

“Right,” Tiffany replied, her mind racing with unspoken thoughts. If only she had anticipated the chaos her family would unleash, she would have thought twice about bringing Sydney along. The situation was precarious; even the slightest shove or stumble could pose a risk to the baby.

With a gentle pat on Sydney’s shoulder, Tiffany offered a reassuring nod. “Go ahead. I can handle this,” she said, her voice firm despite the tension in the air.

“Don’t worry,” Raymond chimed in, his posture unwavering. “If she can’t manage, I will step in.”

Sydney sensed the underlying tension and understood Raymond’s desire for a second chance. She glanced at Tiffany, who seemed unfazed, and nodded. “All right. I’ll go.”

With Raymond’s presence, she felt a surge of confidence. The men lurking nearby wouldn’t dare to act aggressively with him around.

As Sydney made her way to the car, the thugs attempted to block her path. However, when they glanced towards the mouth of the alley and saw who was waiting there, their faces drained of color. The realization of the trouble they had almost stirred sent a chill through the air.

Sydney reached the car, her heart pounding but her resolve firm.

Meanwhile, Tiffany remained composed, her demeanor a stark contrast to the chaos surrounding them. She handed back the loan contract to the bald man with a calm determination.

“You’re sure you still want me to pay off Tyler’s debt?” she asked, her tone even, betraying none of the anxiety that churned within her.

The bald man shot a quick glance at Raymond, hesitating as uncertainty flickered across his face. He didn’t know the man, but the aura of authority surrounding him was palpable. Anyone who arrived with Julian or someone of his stature was not to be taken lightly.

Yet, they had lent a staggering sum of 500,000 dollars, fully aware that Tyler Voss had a sister who earned a decent living. The weight of that amount, coupled with interest, loomed over them like a dark cloud. If they failed to collect, their boss would not hesitate to make an example of them.

Desperately, the bald man attempted to negotiate. “Ms. Voss, how about a discount? Five hundred thousand down to, say, fifty thousand?”

He winced under the icy glare from Raymond, quickly shifting his approach. “Alright, fine. Just the principal then. I don’t want the interest. Just give me the principal, okay?”

Who would have thought that this shabby alley concealed such powerful connections? Who could have imagined that Tiffany’s friend was linked to individuals who mingled with someone like Julian?

The bald man narrowed his eyes, curiosity piqued. “How?”

Tiffany lifted her gaze to the second floor, where her parents stood in the window, watching the scene unfold without moving a muscle. She allowed the sight to sink in for a moment before pointing at them with deliberate precision.

Stanley and Mabel froze under her outstretched finger, a mixture of confusion and concern etched on their faces.

Stanley ground his teeth, hissing under his breath, “What is she doing?”

“How should I know?” Mabel replied, her voice shaky, though her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “If Tiff truly has no money, are you going to just stand by and let them beat her to death?”

Stanley barked back, “If you won’t force her, then we’ll break Tyler instead. Let your son lose some limbs. Will that make you happy?”

Mabel fell silent, wiping her cheeks without lifting her gaze.

The bald man’s suspicion deepened as he caught sight of Tiffany’s parents on the balcony. “You mean to say you want us to ask your parents for the money? If they had it, we wouldn’t be here, asking you.”