Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 614

Chapter 614

Sydney’s voice shook. Her body curled inward, the pain too real to fake.

The bespectacled man still hesitated, so she struck first. “Did you… Did you put something in my water?”

Cold sweat beaded at the tip of her nose.

“That’s impossible,” he snapped. “Have I lost my mind?”

Yet if anything happened to this pregnant woman, he would never be forgiven.

Sydney watched him with open suspicion. Her brow knotted tighter with each surge of pain. “Then help me. Tristan hasn’t said a word yet. If something happens to me, you can’t afford it.”

He stood helpless and did not dare touch her. “How am I supposed to help? I can’t call an ambulance. Mr. Sinclair would never allow it.”

“I can treat it myself,” Sydney said. “I need a silver needle.”

His head throbbed. “Where the hell am I supposed to find a silver needle out here?”

The abandoned villa sat deep in Jouleston’s outskirts. Almost no one lived nearby. There were no hospitals, no pharmacies. Even farther out, a round trip would take at least half an hour. Sydney might not last that long.

She fell silent for a beat, then said, “Julian should have one in his car. Go ask him.”

He hesitated and studied her. Doubt lingered.

Sydney frowned and pressed harder against her abdomen, forcing the pain onto her face. “If you think I’m trying to send you away, have one of your men go instead. Can you hurry up?”

That settled it. He dropped his suspicion and glanced toward the man guarding the corridor. Then he sneered, “What are you standing around for? Go ask Mr. Sterling for a silver needle. Tell him if there isn’t one, he might not get to be a dad.”

Sydney looked too pained to react to the insult.

The man felt like he was punching cotton. Anger swelled, but before it broke loose, she kicked at the glass shards scattered across the floor.

“Well? Aren’t you going to clean that up?” she snapped. “Or are you not afraid I’ll

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use it to kill myself?”

‘What a temper. Spoiled rotten. She orders people around like a princess.’ He scowled, but concern outweighed his irritation.

He shot her a glare and crouched to pick up the larger pieces. The remaining fragments were too small to gather easily.

He was about to sweep them aside with his foot when pain detonated in his skull. The next second, he collapsed.

Sydney did not stop to check whether he was fully unconscious. She sprang to her feet and bolted for the stairs.

At the landing, she ran straight into one of Tristan’s men coming up.

The man spotted the body behind her and lunged.

Sydney reacted on instinct. She twisted, ducked into the nearest room, slammed the door shut, and locked it in one fluid motion.

She braced herself against the door, heart hammering, as fists pounded from the other side.

When the pounding finally stopped, she released a sharp breath. She did not relax. The situation downstairs remained unresolved, and Tristan’s men carried live

weapons.

If she pushed him too far, mutual destruction would be possible. If she did nothing, Julian would only be driven deeper into a corner.

Downstairs, the noise from above put everyone on edge.

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