Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 558

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 558**

**Chapter 558**

A wave of frustration surged within her, a tempest threatening to break free. She took a deep breath, forcing the anger deep down into the recesses of her mind. “Just give him the phone,” she commanded, her voice steady despite the storm inside.

“Okay,” he replied, his compliance immediate and unquestioning.

A heartbeat later, Leon’s composed voice resonated through the line. “Diana, what’s wrong?”

The calmness in his tone felt like a knife twisting in her chest, sharpening her response. “Leon, I’ve been waiting at the courthouse for fifteen minutes. Has your sense of time deteriorated to this extent?”

A brief silence hung in the air, heavy and charged. “You’re at the courthouse?” he asked, bewildered.

Diana’s lips curled into a cold, humorless laugh, a sound devoid of warmth. “Nina and Helen confirmed the time. Three this afternoon. To sign the divorce papers. Your ever-diligent secretary would not have failed to inform you, would she?”

Leon’s response was reflexive, a knee-jerk reaction. “Maybe Nina misunderstood something?”

He had distinctly instructed Helen to communicate to Diana that he wouldn’t be able to make it today. Helen was usually reliable; she wouldn’t have made the same mistake twice. Or at least, she shouldn’t have.

Diana could sense the chill in his words, a frost that seeped into her very being.

Of course. If Helen was involved, Leon’s first instinct was to cast doubt elsewhere. That was his modus operandi. He placed unwavering trust in his secretary, far more than he ever did in his own wife.

But Diana had no desire to engage in a futile argument. She focused solely on what truly mattered. “Do you have time to come and finalize the divorce now?”

Her tone practically dripped with eagerness, as if she was ready to cross this final bridge.

Leon’s brow furrowed, confusion etched on his face. “What’s the rush? Do you already have another marriage alliance lined up?”

The remark sliced through the air, sharper than his usual calm demeanor. Even he seemed taken aback by his own words. Perhaps it was the unsettling calmness Diana exuded that rattled him.

Throughout their marriage, no matter the provocations, even when Helen acted overtly to incite her, Diana had always maintained her composure. And now, with divorce looming before her, she was a picture of tranquility that unsettled Leon more than he cared to admit.

He still couldn’t grasp why she was so insistent on ending their marriage. They had shared a stable life together, one devoid of significant conflict.

Her unexpected laughter caught him off guard.

“I have no interest in flirting with other men while still married,” she stated matter-of-factly.

A strange relief washed over him at her words, even though they hinted at something deeper. He opened his mouth to respond, but Helen approached him, whispering something in his ear.

By the time he gathered his thoughts and prepared to clarify his position, the call had already disconnected.

Diana was done with Helen, far more than he realized.

Before rejoining the meeting room, he turned to Helen, who lingered just a step behind him. “Why did you agree to 3:00 p.m. at the courthouse? I explicitly told you to cancel it.”

“Oh, right. I remember your son is quite the diligent student. He got into Brimcrest University, didn’t he?” Diana’s tone was deceptively sympathetic until her next words cut through the air. “Then you know that half of Brimcrest University’s academic buildings were funded by the Huttons. We donate tens of millions every year. Our influence there is substantial.”

The maid flinched, her fingers trembling. “What do you mean?”

Diana let out a soft, almost mocking laugh.

“Gilda, I’m not as principled as my grandfather. I don’t believe in sparing anyone’s family. As long as I can find my sister, I will do whatever it takes. By any means necessary.” Each word was pronounced with chilling clarity.

The maid’s legs buckled beneath her. She collapsed into a chair, panic-stricken, and grasped Diana’s arm in desperation. “Ms. Hutton, aren’t you afraid someone will expose you one day? You could lose everything…”

Megan had assured her that as long as she denied everything, the Huttons wouldn’t be able to touch her. Diana worked in government, after all; her reputation was on the line. And Albus would never resort to underhanded tactics.

But Diana’s expression remained unyielding. “If I can’t protect my own family, why would I care about my position?”

Everything she had built, every step she had taken to rise to the top, existed solely to safeguard her family.

Without giving the maid a moment to collect her thoughts, she pried the woman’s fingers off her arm one by one. “If you can’t figure it out, I’ll take my leave.”

“Wait! I’ll talk!” The maid sprang to her feet, fear etched across her features. “It was Ms. Megan. I also know where she got the hair sample.”

Her eyes were red with terror, her voice trembling as she continued, “I’ll tell you everything. Please, spare my son.”