Once a Doormat Now Untouchable (Caleb and Sydney) novel Chapter 395

**When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 395**

**Chapter 395**

Penelope’s words rippled through the audience like a sudden gust of wind, stirring unease among the gathered crowd.

The drug they were discussing was no ordinary creation; it was the product of relentless ambition, a compound that had eluded the grasp of pharmaceutical giants who had poured billions into research only to face failure time and again. Yet, here stood this young woman, Sydney, who had managed to unlock its secrets. The production costs might be steep, but the efficacy of the drug was irrefutable. The individual who possessed the formula held the key to dominating the medical landscape for years, if not decades, to come.

Sydney raised her gaze, her demeanor calm, unyielding, as if she were an unshakable lighthouse amidst a tumultuous sea. “And what precisely do you find suspicious about it?” she inquired, her voice steady, betraying none of the turmoil that swirled within her.

Her conscience was unburdened, and fear had no place in her heart.

Penelope’s eyes flickered toward the man positioned beside her, jealousy igniting a spark within her. With a swift motion, she transformed her expression into a cutting smile, sharp enough to slice through the tension. “Why don’t you enlighten everyone here? Share with them the true nature of your relationship with Mr. Sterling!”

Sydney’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What?”

A few reporters gasped audibly, their eyes widening with intrigue as they darted glances between Sydney and Julian. The air thickened with the unmistakable scent of scandal, a stark contrast to the serious nature of the medical press conference that had been anticipated. Julian Sterling, renowned for his icy demeanor and emotional distance, had never been linked to any romantic rumors, despite years of speculation. Now, the serious journalists found themselves teetering on the edge of a story that belonged in the tabloids rather than a scientific discourse.

In truth, the two of them did seem striking together, a visual harmony that was hard to ignore.

The question hung heavily in the air, pregnant with implications. Julian sat tall and composed, his dark eyes unwaveringly locked onto Sydney, and even in silence, there was a protective quality in his gaze—something that the reporters couldn’t help but interpret as affection.

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