On the way to the police station, Sydney could not stop turning the thought over in her mind. With Eloise, she had always endured and swallowed insult after insult because she knew the old woman’s capabilities.
She was certain Eloise despised her. Those eyes often regarded her as if she were already dead, yet the woman never struck the final blow.
Sydney had no power, no backing. She could not afford to provoke her. To survive, she had to stay meek. She had
to endure.
However, she had not endured in the Hampton family. Perhaps she had assumed she discovered Adeline’s weakness, finally a leverage point to bargain with.
At the police station…
The officers accepted the bag of clothes and promptly told Sydney to leave.
Sydney could not just walk away. “Officer, what’s really happening with Tiffany’s case? She would never persuade anyone to commit perjury.”
The officer hesitated. “We’ve had orders from higher up. It’s serious. Until it’s settled, no one is allowed to see her.”
The words made Sydney’s stomach tighten. What kind of case required “orders from higher up?”
She pressed her lips together, about to push further, when her phone rang. The caller ID made her stomach drop. She thanked the officer quickly, hurried outside, and answered in a hard, cold voice. “Was it you? Did you set up Tiffany?”
“Well, well.” Victor’s voice was lazy, mocking. “Getting all worked up already?”
Any remaining doubt vanished.
Sydney asked, “What do you want?”
“I want you to beg me,” Victor drawled carelessly.
“Victor!” Rain poured harder, and Sydney did not bother opening her umbrella. She strode toward her car, speaking fast. “Why drag Tiffany into this? Do you know what you’re doing? You’ll ruin her life!”
In university, Tiffany had fought tooth and nail to study. After graduating, she had worked even harder. If this charge stuck, everything she had built would collapse.
“Cut the crap.” Victor’s voice carried a cold finality.
Consequences never touched him.
He only sneered, “Sydney, I’m done with the hard way this time. This time, I want you to come to me yourself. I want you to climb into my bed willingly.”
Sydney’s eyes burned red with fury, and she ground her teeth. “In your dreams.”
1/2
She knew this was not his idea. He lacked the brains for it. Undoubtedly, it was Penelope’s scheme again.
Sydney forced herself to think clearly. Then she floored the gas, steering straight for Viridian Garden. If Adeline would not lift a hand, she would go to Caleb.
Over the phone, Victor chuckled, unbothered. “Dream or not, we’ll see soon enough. You have one night to think it over. If I don’t see you before dawn tomorrow, your friend can look forward to prison.”
He hung up.
Sydney pressed her foot harder, nearly to the floor. By the time she reached Viridian Garden, she barely stopped the car. She left the engine running as she flung open the door and rushed inside.
Upon hearing the car in the courtyard, Kelly Watts hurried to open the gate. She was surprised to see Sydney in such a panic. “Ms. Wilson, why are you back?”
“Where’s Caleb?” Sydney asked, breathless, desperate to clutch at the last straw.
Kelly shook her head. “He isn’t here. He has hardly come home these past few days.”
‘So that’s what Caleb meant when he said Penelope had moved. He moved out with her,‘ she thought bitterly.

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