Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 238

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 238**

**Chapter 238**

“How do you know—” Tyson began to ask, his voice rising in confusion, but Scott silenced him instantly with a piercing glare. The intensity of his stare was enough to make Tyson swallow his words, leaving an uneasy silence hanging in the air.

Scott himself felt a jolt of surprise ripple through him. As he barked orders for Timothy to be restrained to another chair, his attention was drawn to Sydney. There she stood, a seemingly unassuming doctor, yet her mind was sharp, quick-witted, and unwavering, even when faced with peril. She possessed a resilience far beyond that of the pampered heiresses who had been sheltered behind gilded walls their entire lives.

Scott squinted, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized her. “Who the hell are you, really?” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

Sydney maintained her composure, her tone unwavering. “Didn’t you just call Caleb when we were still in the car?” she replied, her voice steady as a rock.

“What are you trying to say?” Scott frowned deeply, his brow furrowing in confusion. Her thoughts were inscrutable to him, a puzzle he couldn’t quite piece together.

The client had provided them with scant details: the woman in question was one of Caleb’s mistresses, someone whose existence was intolerable in the elite circles of the Hamptons. She wanted her dead, and with the old estate shielding them, Caleb would dare not retaliate.

Sydney’s suspicions were already forming, and a cold smile crept onto her lips. “She wants you dead just as much as she wants me dead. And yet here you are, prepared to lay down your life for her,” she said, her voice laced with irony.

Scott’s frown deepened, uncertainty flickering in his eyes like a candle in the wind. “What are you laughing at? What the hell do you mean by that?” he shot back, his frustration bubbling to the surface.

“You take jobs without doing a background check?” Sydney replied, her gaze dropping momentarily, concealing the flicker of nerves hidden beneath her lashes. She leaned into the authority she had borrowed, her voice steady and almost regal. “My name is Sydney Wilson. I’m the foster daughter of the Sterling family. Ever heard of Julian Sterling? He’s my brother. You think you can afford to cross the Hamptons, but are you ready to cross the Sterlings?”

The stunned expressions on their faces told her she had struck a nerve, and she wasn’t done yet.

“Oh, and Caleb’s wife?” She locked eyes with Scott, unflinching. “That’s me.”

Her words barely settled in the air when the factory doors swung open with a loud bang.

“Let go of my son!” Penelope stormed in, her eyes blazing, her voice sharp and filled with fury. She shot Scott a fierce, warning glance, ensuring he understood that any malicious thoughts would be met with swift retribution.

She had caught just enough of Sydney’s bluff at the door to realize how perilously close these men had come to allowing her to slip free. Even bound to a chair, the woman had a way of spinning lies that almost worked.

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